You can say that IÕm one curly fry in the box of the regular

Messing with the flavor oh the flavor that you savor

Saving me for last but you better not eat me at all

Living in a fast food bag making friends with the ketchup and salt

People say that IÕm crazy for not moving on to better things

Instead IÕm sitting around trash talking with the onion rings

But itÕs much too soon to leave this easy life

Pass me the spoon. Pass the analytical knife



Cause your about to get cut and get cut down

ItÕs all about the wordplay all about the sound in the tone of my voice

You gotta let me make my choice alone before my food gets cold

Better shut up or get shot down. It s all about the know how all just a matter of taste

Stop telling me the way I gotta play. Too much food on my plate.



Believe it or not I super sized my sights on the surprise in the cereal box

My stomachs smaller than my eyes

so I went to see the doctor and he said "turn your head and then cough"

I didnÕt listen to what he said instead I couldnÕt wait to get off

He said I can have this but I cant have that

That I should keep wishing I was living the life of a cat because

I ainÕt the one whose gonna be missing the feast

Just like you aint the one who seems to be calming the beast



Now your about to get cut and get cut down

ItÕs all about the wordplay all about the sound in the tone of my voice

You gotta let me make my choice alone before my food gets cold

Better shut up or get shot down. It s all about the know how all just a matter of taste

Stop telling me the way I gotta play. Too much food on my plate.



Well if you are what you eat in my case IÕll be sweet so come and get some

IÕm so over it.



Now your about to get cut and get cut down

It s all about the know how all just a matter of taste

Stop telling me the way I gotta play. Too much food on my plate.

(Get up and get some)

thereÕs too much food on my plate