Listen my children and you will hear You can shed weight and still drink beer (chorus) Oh how? Oh won't you tell us? It's better with a friend but you can do it alone Just slapp a happy platter on the gramophone Stroke the air like you're bu*tering toast Shake you yamma yamma like you're humping a ghost. (chorus) We caress the air like we're bu*tering toast Shake our yamma yammas like we're humping a ghost. Now after tick tock twenty-two seconds of that You're already many less calories fat (chorus) After tick tock twenty-two seconds of that We're already many less calories fat – And that's a fact. Trim you We're gonna tone you We're gonna slim you We're gonna hone you down You don't notice 'cos you're having a gas But as your body's working it diminishes in ma** Eat light – that's right You can see the fat evaporate into the night (chorus) We can see the fat evaporate into the night Some go slimming in swimming pools And some stay slim in slums The guys don't wanna be called tubbettes Nor the girls called thunderbuns Stretch – 2 – 3 – 4 Bend – 2 – 3 – 4 Take a deep breath And touch your toes Twist – 2 – 3 – 4 Reach – 2 – 3 – 4 Exercise to the radio Now let's turn the clock way back When it did not matter if you were fat They'd glut on bu*ter, they didn't eat marge They bought their clothing extra-large. For them of course it's now too late Let's bring the clock back up to date. (chorus) Oh how? Oh won't you tell us? It's better with a friend but you can do it alone Just slapp a happy platter on the gramophone Stroke the air like you're bu*tering toast Shake you yamma yamma like you're humping a ghost. (chorus) We caress the air like we're bu*tering toast Shake our yamma yammas like we're humping a ghost. We're gonna skin you We're gonna bone you We're gonna slim you We're gonna hone you down Everybody's slimmin' Even men and women! How did Franz Kafka keep so thin? He ate himself from within!