Текст песни Fabulous Food (Live) (Medley) - "Weird Al" Yankovic

Fat and weak, what a disgrace
Guess the champ got too lazy
Ain't gonna fly now, he's just takin' up space
Sold his gloves, threw his eggs down the drain

But he's no bum, he lives down the street
He bought the neighborhood deli
Back on his feet, now he's choppin' up meat
Come inside, maybe you'll hear him say

Try the rye or the kaiser
They're on special tonight
Let me please be your catering advisor
If you want substitutions
I won't put up a fight
You can have your roast beef on the rye
Or the kaiser

Oy
Oy

Down on the street they got bagels
And there's a sale on cream cheese and lox
Nosh on some blintzes and bratwurst
Not in the mood for Jack-In-The-Box
Oy vey

We gonna schlepp on through to Flatbush Avenue
Kielbasa and chopped liver
We gonna schlepp on through to Flatbush Avenue
Or maybe they'll deliver

I hear those ice cream bells and I start to drool
Keep a couple quarts in my locker at school
Yeah, but chocolate's gettin' old
Vanilla just leaves me cold

There's just one flavor good enough for me, yeah me
Don't gimme no crummy taste spoon, I know what I need

Baby, I love rocky road
So won't you go and buy half a gallon, baby
I love rocky road
Now have another triple scoop with me
Ow

Oh, here she comes
Boy, she likes that processed meat
Oh, oh, here she comes
She's a spam eater

Baby, when I'm at the metro
I drink to much beer
Then my tummy starts a-grumblin'
Feelin' queer

And then I feel like
I feel like throwin' up
I feel like throwin' up
Feel like throwin' up on you

Avocado
What makes you think you're so holy?
You're gonna be guacamole
Before too long

Oh, you're a green one
But you know that you're out of season
You'd better let somebody eat you
Let somebody eat you
You'd better let somebody eat you
Before it's too late

Sometimes you feel like a nut
Sometimes you don't
Peter Paul Almond Joy's got nuts
Mounds don't

Take the L out of liver
And it's iver

Yeah
Fatter
Fatter

Shake 'n Bake
I'm fatter
Shake 'n Bake
I'm fatter, fatter

Pizza pie, Coca-Cola
Yogurt, butterscotch, granola
Look at me
I'm fatter

Shake 'n Bake
I'm fatter
Shake 'n Bake
I make fatter, fatter

Ooh, my little hungry one, hungry one
Open up a package of my bologna
Ooh, I think the toast is done, the toast is done
Top it with a little of my bologna

Never gonna stop, eat it up
Such a tasty snack
I always eat too much, then throw up
But I'll soon be back
For my, my, my, my, my, woo

M-m-m-my bologna
M-m-m-my bologna, hey

Want a whole lotta lunch
Want a whole lotta lunch
Want a whole lotta lunch
Want a whole lotta lunch

Way down inside
Woman
You need

Lunch

Had ourselves a little barbeque
Corn on the cob and mashed potatoes too
Joe got the Fritos, Ernie got the stew
(So what did you bring?)

We got the beef
We got the beef
We got the beef
Yeah, we got it

I'm a home dog you're mixed breed (we got the beef)
A chopstick
And now (we got the beef)
Ground round by the pound

We got the beef
We got the beef (we got the beef)
We got the beef
We got the beef (we got the beef)
We got the beef
We got the beef
We got the beef