We can never know when lunch makes us feel glum,
But we eat it out most every day.
And the thunder down in my belly goes pow,
Now I'm tasting it twice in one day.
Antacid tablets, antacid tablets,
Makes me feel great.
It's cleaning my plating.

And I'm bailin' out, how queasy I feel, what's in that stew?
How a sprite is cool goin' down me,
But I regurged on thirds just late last night.
When I was drinking another Bud lite so icy.
Antacid tablets, antacid tablets,
Makes me feel great.
It's cleaning my plating.

Tomorrow I might be under the weather,
I might hock it, you know my munching ways.
So I'll just try to eat something nice right now,
And stay down there, cause I don't want to gag and spray.