Χορεύοντας με το λίπος [Khorev́ondas me to lípos] [English translation]

Oh Mr. Ambassador! You are spoiling us.

With your chocolate treats you delight my mouth

I take the first one to break the ice

I unwrap the foil and I find a meatball.

You live in so much luxury and you spend so much money

That even the meatballs are wrapped in gold?

We take a walk for an aperitif

And there is Tigana wearing Le Coq Sportif.

Look at the hors d'œuvre my friend Menjelos

An incredible chick, an obese model

She has seven buoys around her waist.

She will never sink if she jumps in the ocean

And if you see all this fat against the sun

You will realize that "the rock" was made there.

Probably that's why you can see a tattoo on her calf

With Nicholas Cage surrounded by Alcatraz.

Cage use to be thin' yet on such a calf

He doubles in size because he eats for free.

Saying for free I remember the Heart.

She had a dewlap On Star Wars the whole Pizza Hut.

But know I gambled my heart

And before I place another bet I fell in love with the bundle.

My voracious love consider you like prey

While listening to the guitar playing of Fatto de Belia (Paco DeLucia)

My heart beat reaches the 200 bpm

And let everyone around me say that I am dancing with the fatty.

When you eat you shouldn't talk that's why she never speaks,

But I am in love with all her kilos.

Maybe she's like a ball not like a ballerina.

In my imagination. She would act like a hippopotamus.

Her waist is the experiment that they have cloned

To do the hula hoop she would need a ring from Cronus.

When I look in her eyes I sigh "oh and ah"

So caliph El Pushah doesn't whine in front of her.

She doesn't back off from the finger foods

She can eat 80 lamb chops within one minute.

When she crawls her body it is on the news

That's why she pays property tax for it.

She always eats for free at the fraternities

So the tax office doesn't inquire where she gets the money to feed herself

But here she is and she is looking at you

Maybe she wants to dance and not eat you up.

She puts me on the pan and she moves me around

And then I hear my pride belching.

I slip in her gorge that is the Grand Canyon

If she squeezes more I will be hospitalized.

It has become an obsession on my spinal cord

To be a ring on her belly button.

And...

My voracious love consider you like prey

While listening to the guitar playing of Fatto de Belia (Paco DeLucia)

My heart beat reaches the 200 bpm

And let everyone around me say that I am dancing with the fatty.

• Artist:Imiskoumbria
• Album:Στενές επαφές με 3ς τύπους 1998