It’s early one evening, we’re wonderin’ what food to eat.
A deep dish from Vito’s, or big steak from Angus Pete.
We buy 5-pound T-bones, medium rare just right.
And I say yes, that’s a big mouthful to bite.

A big baked potato, with sour cream and some chives.
I pass on the cabbage, for fear it will give me hives.
Later dessert’s served, giant cheesecake delight.
And I say yes, that’s a big mouthful to bite.

Bridge:
That’s a big mouthful, because I see the straining in your eyes.
And the gluttony, of it all, is that we just ate 6 Big Macs
before we came here.

It’s time to go home now, and I’ve got an aching gut.
So I give her the car keys, she stops at Pizza Hut.
We hit the bathrooms, cause our faces are white.
And I say yes, those were big mouthfuls to bite.
And furthermore, we were gluttonous tonight.