Lyrics:

The Story Of My Life, Well Let's Just Say It's A Fork And A Knife
there Is One Thing On My Mind, One Thing All The Time, I Got To Fill My Mouth
got No Favorite Meal, I Say Every Meal Is Clean If It Fills Me Up For Real
my Belly's Big And It's Just A Start, My Appetite Is My Heart
and When I Had Enough I Just Through Up And Laugh.

this Time, It's Not A Cow, It's Kind Of Personal, Can't Explain To You Why
this Time, It's Not A Cow, So Mr. Pc Are You Ready To Bow.

breakfast In Bed, The Bed's In The Kitchen So It's Easy To Be Fed
and When I'm Fed, Yes, When I'm Fed, I Go Right Back To Bed
food And Sleepwatch, The Thing Should Keep Me From Having Too Much
sometimes It Feels That I Could Kill For Desert.

the Story Of My Life, A Big Fork And The Sharpest Knife
i Guess This Solid Bridge Leads Me On To The Nearest Fridge
not A Pig, Sheep, Chicken, Moose, Duck, Snake, Horse Or A Frog.