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