I've been waiting in the food line
With a coupon deal to numb my pay
Gonna take a twenty or two
Now that fudge is on its way

After we make fudge
I'll emboss it with cookie dough
You'll swallow creamy sludge
I must lap, I must lap up the leaky flow

After we make fudge
There's no grout as sublime to be plugged by
All-fat heifer with girth of a cow
All that batter and lite beer and thou

How my girl does flail and flounder
You've chubbed on five more pounds with just one tray
I love the swelling gut around her
With custard whisk you lick the rest away

After we make fudge
Feed the glut less the cost of a Hot-to-Go
You ball of streaming pudge
I must fap, I must fap lest the needing show

After we make fudge
The ideal of bovine to be judged by
Also heavy enough for a plow
Even fatter than Titanic's bow

All those doughnuts, glazed and iced
With jelly flowing blue
Tons of flab to quiver, quake, and quaff away
She's highly-weighted, ah, my wife
A wide-load flivver comin' through

We've been waiting for the food chime
For the fudge congealing in the tray
We're gonna make some more when that's through
Till the floor beneath gives way

After we make fudge
Feel the wood being crushed in the undertow
After we make fudge
Fill the gap, fill the gap as we sink below
After we make fudge
Pigging out like a swine, can't be budged by
All the heavy equipment in town
As our platter piled mile-high goes down
Need a ladder to just hose us down