Story of my life, story of my Well, let's say it's a fork and a knife one thing on my mind, one thing all the time I gotta fill my
Got no favorite meal, got no meal I say every is clean if it fills me up for real My belly's big and that's just the My my heart
And when I've had enough I just throw up and But this time, this time not a cow Kind of personal, explain to you why No, this time, this time not a cow So Mr. PC, are you to bow?
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 back to bed
and sleep, watch, food and sleep, watch These things should me from having too much My belly is big and that's just the My appetite's my
Sometimes it feels that I could for desert time, this time it's not a cow It's of personal, can't 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 solid, solid, solid, solid bridge leads me on To the nearest
And when I've had I just throw up and laugh So this time, this it's not a cow It's kind of personal, explain to you why No, this time, this time not a cow So Mr. PC, are you to bow?
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