Beastie Boys, Amery Smith - Heart Attack Man lyrics

Here's a little ditty about a good guy I know
He's named the Heart Attack Man
And, you know, he weighs in pretty hefty
My man's like two hundred seventy (Laughing)
How much he weigh? (Laughing)
He's like the guy in the Hefty bag commercial

Okay, okay, let's take it from here

Drink a six pack, and then you play some ball
Walking down the stairs
And then he starts to fall
Add on two joints, and he starts to sweat
Two hundred seventy-five pounds that
You can't forget

Cause he's a heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Spend all your money on
Your health insurance plan
Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Keep on getting bigger because you
Know that he can

Why do you force yourself on
Top of that girl?
Laugh with all your buddies because
It's a man's man's world
Someday, that shit will come back to you
Throwing your weight around
That shit is through

Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Going nowhere, and got no master plan
Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man

Weighs in at two seventy-five
(Step back, step back
Or catch a heart attack)
Yeah, my man is lucky to be alive
(Step back, step back
Or catch a heart attack)
Smokin' and drinkin’, too
(Step back, step back
Or catch a heart attack)
My man, the Heart Attack Man
Is gonna be running over you
(Step back, step back
Or catch a heart attack)
Got no goddamn respect
(Step back, step back
Or catch a heart attack)
Yeah, you'd better put your big
Big bitch ass in check
(Step back, step back
Or catch a heart attack)

Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Lungs full of tar and a stomach full of Spam
Heart Attack, Heart Attack Man
Time to change your ways, Heart Attack Man

Oh, what do we know about
Partying or anything else?