Story of my life, story of my Well, let's just say it's a fork and a There's one on my mind, one thing all the time I gotta fill my
Got no meal, got no favorite meal I say meal is clean if it fills me up for real My big and that's just the start My appetite's my
And when had enough I just throw up and laugh But this time, this time not a cow Kind of personal, explain to you why No, this time, this it's not a cow So Mr. PC, are you to bow?
Breakfast in bed, in bed The bed is in the kitchen so it's to be fed When I'm fed, yes, I am fed I go right to bed
Food and sleep, watch, and sleep, watch These things keep me from having too much My belly is big and that's the start My my heart
Sometimes it that I could kill for desert time, this time it's not a cow It's kind of personal, explain to you why No, this time, time it's not a cow So Mr. PC, are you to bow?
Story of my A big and the sharpest knife I guess this solid, solid, solid, solid leads me on To the fridge
And when I've had enough I throw up and laugh So time, this time it's not a cow kind of personal, can't explain to you why No, this time, time it's not a cow So Mr. PC, are you to bow?
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