I've told you this before:
They gasify my core--
No refried!
They'll cause you to say "Eeww!"
And something might seep through when wind blows.

Don't strike a light!
Don't strike a light!
Unless you want to see
The eyebrows singed clean off your face.

You'd die from smell alone,
I'd fumigate your home,
Grown men'd cry.
So now you know--no beans
I might sully my jeans once more.

Clear--no refried! Clear--no refried!
My dietary plan
Says they must be banned--not a trace.

I'd eat beef stew, fried eel eyes, rat thighs,
But I must steer clear of those refrieds.
You won't forgive vile missiles I'll
Release if you serve me any refried.

You'd die from smell alone,
I'd fumigate your home,
Grown men'd cry.
So now you know--no beans
I might sully my jeans once more.

Clear--no refried! Clear--no refried!
My dietary plan
Says they must be banned--not a trace.

No refried! No refried!