P-I-G P-O-P-P-A
No info for the FDA
Food critics mad cuz I'm fragrant,
Tasty ribs, and the pork in the basement
Pizza supreme's my dream
Triple scoops of ice cream, I eat that
Catch the chips and all the Doritos
Fries in holsters, whole beef shoulders
Keebler I told ya, I love iced cookies,
Eat too much, don't lose too much
Step on a scale, I boo-hoo too much
I guess that happens when I don't do too much
Veggies I don't touch, never that
If i did, ain't no problem in gettin' to where the toilet is at
Throw your donuts in the sky,
Wave 'em side to side, and keep the coffee high
I got pepper in my eye
Extra cheese on my chili please
And some iced tea,
P-I-G be flossin' right after I eat my fortune
C-double O-K-I-E
Eat a whole bunch of chicken, you don't know
Then I drink a cup of hot cocoa
I love my pancakes stacked
Take my food and I will attack,
Better watch your baby backs.