Story of my life, story of my life,
well lets just say its a fork and a knife
There is one thing on my mind
one thing all the time
I got to fill my mouth

Got no favorite meal, got no favorite meal
I say every meal is clean if it fills me up for real
my bellys big and its just a start
my appetite is my heart

And when I had enough
I just throw up and laugh?

This time, this time
its not a cow, its kind of personal, cant explain to you why
This time, this time
its not a cow, so mr. p.c. are you ready to bow?

Breakfast in bed, breakfast in bed
The beds in the kitchen so its easy to be fed
And when Im fed, yes, when Im fed
I go right back to bed

Food and sleepwalk, food and sleepwalk
The thing should keep me from having too much
My bellys big and its just a start
My appetite is my heart
Sometimes it feels that I could kill for desert

This time, this time
its not a cow, its kind of personal, cant explain to you why
This time, this time
its not a cow, so mr. p.c. are you ready to bow?

The story of my life, a big fork and the sharpest knife
I guess this solid bridge leads me on to the nearest fridge
And when I had enough I just throw up and laugh (awhile)?
Not a pig, sheep, chicken, moose, duck, snake, horse or a frog

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