Donald Fagen
(Tell It To The) Fat Man
In the orchard where the fat man plays
Beneath the trees, down on her knees
A young girl prays for her mother to come
Now the fat man say stay on your knees
That’s the way you’re sure to please
Some young man

You got to tell him that you’re lonely
‘Cause if you tell it to the fat man
Baby you will see who can love you only

Seven soldiers marching through the grove
Faces wet with tears, gone so many years
Home again at last, just a little too late
‘Cause the fat man waits with the army wife
Thе fat man knows when the time is right
And hе’s there to please

You got to tell him that you’re lonely
‘Cause if you tell it to the fat man
Baby you will see who can love you only

In the orchard where the fat man plays
But for rain things remain the same
Through the forty days and the forty long nights
And the fat man screams like a child at play
Yes the fat man's known to have his way
And to eat his fill