The Story of My Life

Story of my life, story of my life

Well, let's just say it's a fork and a knife

There's one thing on my mind, one thing all the time

I got to fill my mouthGot no favorite meal, got no favorite meal

I say every meal is clean if it fills me up for real

My belly's big and it's just a start, my appetite's my heartAnd when I had enough, I just throw up and laughBut this time, this time, it's not a cow

Kind of personal, can't explain to you why

Now this time, this time, it's not a cow

Mr. PC, are you ready to bow?Breakfast in bed, breakfast in bed

The bed's in the kitchen so it's easy to be fed

And when I'm fed, yes, when I'm fed, I go back to bedFood and sleep-watch, food and sleep-watch

The thing should keep me from having too much

My belly is big and that's just a start, my appetite's my heartSometimes it feels that I could kill for desertThis time, this time, it's not a cow

It's kind of personal, can't explain to you why

No, this time, this time, it's not a cow

So Mr. PC, are you ready to bow?The story of my life, a big fork and the sharpest knife

I guess this solid, solid, solid, solid, solid

Bridge leads me on to the nearest fridgeBut when I had enough, I just throw up and laughSo this time, this time, it's not a cow

It's kind of personal, can't explain to you why

No, this time, this time, it's not a cow

Mr. PC, are you ready to bow?This time, this time, it's not a cow, not a cow

Now this time, this time, this time, this time, it's not a cow

Not a pig, sheep, chicken, moose, duck, snake, horse or a frog