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Lose Weight, Jordan

I know a boy and his name is Jordan
He's only eight but I he eats more than
Fits in my shoes, maybe my clothes too
Hey there Jordan, I'll tell you what to do

You need to lose some weight, boy, lose some weight
I know you're taking karate but
That ain't doing you no good
Need to sign you up for sumo
Be where you should

He's always eating junk; never eats right
Take away his food; it won't go without a fight
Give him dessert and he is back for more
Hey there Jordan, I'll tell you how to score

You need to lose some weight, boy, lose some weight
Stop playing video games
You need to get outside
Go ride your bike
Be thin not wide

He's so spoiled always gets what he wants
Disobedient never listens to his mom
He's so lazy never gets off his ass
Hey there Jordan, I'll tell you how to pass

You need to lose some weight, boy, lose some weight
I know you're taking karate but
That ain't doing you no good
Need to sign you up for sumo
Be where you should
Stop playing video games
You need to get oustide
Go ride your bike
Be thin not wide

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