Have you ever been to Nandos?
I remember long ago another drunken night like this
In the dodgy light of Nandos
I was singing by myself and deftly playing air guitar
Could've done with help on drums, but you were busy
You were drinking at the bar

I've a voucher now for Nandos
But they tell me it won't last forever, for eternity
It was full of kids in Nandos
They were young and full of life
And I was waiting for my pie
And I didn't like to say, but when it came
The contents almost made me cry

CHORUS
There was something in the pie that night
I couldn't bite, at Nandos
It was shining there for all to see
Could have choked me, at Nandos
It's not something I would normally choose
But my mind is set
If I ever have the pie again
It WILL be when at Nandos

When we're old and grey at Nandos
And for many years I've often seen a voucher in your hand
Will you play the drums at Nandos?
Will you still recall that fateful night the ring went on my hand?
I could see it in your pie
It's just at first I didn't really understand

There was something.........

There was something..........