I had a friend - he had a big behind. And from a mountaintop he tried to fly. Fatback laughed all the time. Lost his step on high climb. Broke his fall with his spine. On the ground Fatback died. He couldn't make it but you know he tried. Poor belly couldn't make it up that slide. CHORUS. Last thing I told him was to watch his step and follow me. And as he dropped he said "You'll like me better as a memory". I yelled back down "A pancake doesn't make very good company". And then he opened up and spread his butter syrup and jelly. And all the multi-legged neighbors came a-runnin'. To see the buffet and they all ended their hungries. And the animals rejoiced and lived happily-ever-after