Yea , Yea , Yea ( Barfs! )
There goes my...( huh?)
Eww , yea , c'mon , c'mon , ugh.

From all that gravy I've been barfin' it up , ugh!
All those snickers , I'd be throwin' it up , we say...
From all that gravy I've been barfin' it up , ugh!

Baby , this ain't your casserole , gourme , one night meal ,
It's an awful , have to puke it up deal.
Gross , feeling the taste , dump this mess in the trash.
And kill over , gettin' green , while throwin' up mo-a.
Watch the food just grow-a , look at my dish.
Before it's all over , I'm-a eat raw fish ,
probably gag raw fish , choke better ,
cuz' I just ate , ( groans ) ya know , lobster and toast don't
go together.
Puking my collar greens , servin' me alot.
Baby , drool on the spot , and the eggs are runny.
Half the rolls taint me , half them ain't me.
The buns that gagged me , only gagged me cuz' they weren't
ready.
And this soup is chunky , you I think I finished mine.
To chug all these bowls as my illness grows.
Or taste the Java-Flavored Pecan Rolls.

( Stomach aches )

Uhh-oh , I gotta over-load.

( Runs to the bathroom , opens the lid and pukes . )

Girls in the Bathroom Chorus : Eww , ah Eww.
Man Puking : From all those Snickers I'd be throwin' it up we
say!
Girls in the Bathroom Chorus : What to do?
Man Puking : They blow my senses , I'd be throwin' it up , ugh!
Girls in the Bathroom Chorus : Will doo doo?
Man Puking : This shit all triggers makes me throwin' it up we
say!
Girls in the Bathroom Chorus : What's that smell , eww?
Man Puking : From all those Twixes make me throwin' it up...
( farts )
ah...
Girls in the Bathroom Chorus : It's noooooooot for you.

( Still leaning over the commode )

Maybe , just grab hold of some laxatives.
That's why I feel sick , from steak rarer than average?
And I ain't mad atcha' , always heaving alone.
Cuz' it sucks when I'm home , know what you're cooking on?
When colon blows , my behind's on the throne.
Plus it leaks out like O.J right through a cone.
Gaggin' Ice Cream cones , take some mento's? Oreo's.
From yummy biscuits , to shit that's revolt-o.
But you know , the rule is to throw it all up.
And got full on the rolls , gaggin' it up.
I gotta , still spu gravy , how sick are you?
With a booty that runs and expels it out.
I feel so sick , look it's right next to you.
Not a doughnut , I'll chuck ( barfs ) , then I'll gobble it up.
Eat a Milky-Way , sick in the mouth , Crunch-a-Bunch?
I'll flinch , then throw up my guts!

( Barfs the big one in the commode )

Girls in the Bathroom Chorus :
Chicken , pot piiiiiieeeee.
Crackers , they are liiiight.
Puke on , it'll spu riiiiight.

Throw up that.