Meat Head – Da Yoopers – letras

First thing you did on the day we metYou took away my cigarettesOnce you got my nicotineYou nagged until i quit caffeineBut you weren’t satisfied with thatYou told me i was getting fatYou took my beer you took my sweetsNow you’re trying to take my meatChorus:I’m a meat head yes i amI love that beef and pork and hamI love it fried smoked or stewedBaked or broiled or barbecuedBacon strips sirloin tipsDown my chin that sauce will dripI love to rear those burgers fryI’ll be a meat head till i dieYou told me i was blimping outYou made me eat alfalfa sproutsBut rabbit food was such a boreI’d rather be a carnivoreI need food that i can chewIt’s in my blood to barbecueYou can keep your brussel sproutsI’ll die with a pork chop in my mouthIf’ i was sitting on death rowAnd i had one more meal to goI wouldn’t ask for dry rice cakesSoy bean soup or barley flakesI’d ask the warden for one last rideTo a burger joint we call clyde’sI’d order a dozen burgers to goI’d take my time and eat ‘em slowI’m a meat head yes i amI love that beef and pork and hamI love it fried smoked or stewedBaked or broiled or barbecuedWeenies roasted on a stickJuicy steaks nice and thickI love to hear those burgers fryI’ll be a meat head till i die