The smell of it lingers in the air now
Prolly could eat an entire pound
I need some mustard for my sandwich baby
To eat it all down and cut it squarely, pieces yeah.

Chorus:
I hope you know
I hope you know
This all that I can do
To feed my hunger
My high food drive
I’ve got some baking now to do
And I’m gonna eat it
Like a child wants to drink it
But I got to get a move on
The ovens high
Its time to be
A fat girl now!
And Fat girls Eat Pie!
Eat Pie
Eat Pie
Eat Pie

The mass that I am eating
I must . . . eat the bone
I must eat the baby food
Before it goes old
Gets old
Doggie’s tails don’t always
Settle so well for me do they?
I will eat the dark meat instead
And drink a shake

Repeat Chorus

Like a little Chicken egg
In the chicken yard
We’ll eat your scrambled
Or boil you hard
I will eat the breast and wing
And you’ll eat my
Crispy thigh
Yes you can hold my drink if you want to
Cause I need both of my hands too
Cause eating pancakes is harder
With only one hand to swirl
But now the whole bucket is gone
No dark meat inside
I need to get to Popeyes and order a 20 piece or 30 piece

Repeat chorus