Fupa Blues #chickasha #ninnekah #chickashadump #senoritabirdbrain

Wed, 01 Oct 2025 11:03:44 +0000

(Verse 1)
Woke up one mornin', sun was shining bright,
Looked in the mirror, and oh what a fright,
Soft edges where my curves used to dance,
They call it a gunt, ain’t no second chance.

(Verse 2)
Used to twirl in the kitchen, salsa on the stove,
Now I’m pullin' on jeans, they got no room to grow,
They say muffin top, it’s like a cruel joke,
Texas steel reserve lump, and my heart broke.

(Chorus)
Fupa blues, in this lonely room,
My mother's old cat, and old lady perfume,
Life was a dance, now it’s a heavy sway,
Men turn their backs, guess I’m fading away.

(Verse 3)
Remember those summers, the nights full of heat,
Where the stars were my lovers, and the world felt so sweet,
Now I'm just a shadow, where I used to shine,
Flat tire bump, the years aren’t so kind.

(Verse 4)
Walkin’ through town, I can feel all the eyes,
The whispers and glances, the unspoken goodbyes,
Oh, I was a beauty, a firework's bloom,
Now I’m dust in the corners, of this old hotel room.

(Chorus)
Fupa blues, in this lonely room,
My mother's old cat and old lady perfume,
Life was a dance, now it’s a heavy sway,
Men turn their backs, guess I’m fading away.

(Bridge)
I’ll remember the laughter, the sweet taste of love,
But those days are behind me, like the stars up above,
I’m sittin’ with whiskers and the purrs of my kin,
I’ll find my own rhythm, a new life to begin.

(Verse 5)
Oh, I’m my mother’s spirit, in these worn-out shoes,
With cats all around, I can’t help but muse,
About the joy that I had, before time took its toll,
I’ll embrace every wrinkle, and try to feel whole.

(Chorus)
Fupa blues, in this lonely room,
Got my mother's old cat, and old lady perfume,
Life was a dance, now it’s a heavy sway,
Men turn their backs, guess I’m fading away.

(Outro)
Fupa blues, they call it a gunt,
Muffin top memories, now the back is a front.
Texas steel reserve lump, flat tire bump,
Aging feels heavy, I’m stuck in this slump.
Oh, the love that I knew, it’s all gone away,
Face my reflection, the Fupa is here to stay.

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