You drank a Miller light,
You know you could have had a V8.
You best be eatin' right,
Or we'll be settlin' up your estate.
The way you put away red meat,
It's gonna put you in your tomb.
You better watch the way you eat,
You're gonna blow up like a baloon.

Well, you just eat anything that you're wantin' to,
You're go'n' to hell, the way you eat the things you do.

Eatin' jelly out the jar,
With peanut butter you devour,
And a half-a loaf of bread,
The kind that's made from whitened flour.
It's gonna stop your heart,
Unless you change the way you cook.
Fill up the shopping cart,
You gotta pull it with a tow hook.

Well, you just eat anything that you're wantin' to,
You're go'n' to hell, the way you eat the things you do.

What you call a sandwich,
Would be a Dagwood with boloney.
When your tooth gets sweet,
You eat a quart or two spumoni.

Well, you just eat anything that you're wantin' to,
You're go'n' to hell, the way you eat the things you do.

Real soon you will not see your feet,
Because the way you eat.
You better eat more light,
Be careful what you bite.