Story of my life, of my life Well, let's say it's a fork and a knife There's one thing on my mind, one all the time I gotta my mouth
Got no favorite meal, got no favorite I say meal is clean if it fills me up for real My big and that's just the start My my heart
And when I've had I just throw up and laugh But time, this time it's not a cow of personal, can't explain to you why No, this time, this time not a cow So Mr. PC, are you ready to
in bed, breakfast in bed The bed is in the kitchen so easy to be fed I'm fed, yes, when I am fed I go right to bed
Food and sleep, watch, and sleep, watch These things should keep me from having too My belly is big and that's just the My my heart
Sometimes it feels I could kill for desert This time, this it's not a cow kind of personal, can't explain to you why No, this time, this it's not a cow So Mr. PC, are you to bow?
Story of my A big fork and the sharpest I this solid, solid, solid, solid bridge leads me on To the fridge
And when I've had enough I just throw up and So time, this time it's not a cow kind of personal, can't explain to you why No, this time, this it's not a cow So Mr. PC, are you to bow?
time, this time it's not a cow, not a cow No, this time, time, this time, this time it's not a cow Not a pig, sheep, chicken, moose, duck, snake, or a frog