We ordered chicken wings
Mashed potatoes, roast ducklings
A six o'clock soiree--a feast for kings
Whoops, the caterer called
His delivery truck has stalled
We'll have to make do with other things

Cook up some baked beans
Chop some salad greens
And we'll heat up the beaver
For our whole family

You once thought of me
As a weirdo on the scene
Now you get my pro-clivity
With my rifle in my hand
I go hunting 'round the bend
I shoot more beaver than we'd ever need

Cook up some baked beans
Chop some salad greens
And we'll heat up the beaver
For our whole family

Cook up some baked beans
Chop some salad greens
And we'll heat up the beaver
For our whole familyyyyyyy!
(repeat chorus ad nauseum)