I don't wanna eat what you want me to eat
Don'y give me no spinach, or those gross dishes
But I don't know what I'm gonna need
Feeling the hunger of nothing good to feed
(Turkey and Chicken, some Ice Cream I'm lickin')
And every meal that you make is another mistake to me
(Roast beef and Spagetti, and for that I am ready)

I've become pickey Cuz I'm more aware
Don't want baked zitti, no more Parrier
I am eating this, all I want to chew
Is something more for me, and less of what's for you

Can't you see that your starving me
Making me eat junk that I never wanted to know
Cause everything you though I would eat
Is being puked up in front of you
(Turkey and Chicken, some Ice Cream I'm lickin')
And every meal that you like is another strike for you
(Roast beef and Spagetti, and for that I am ready)

I've become pickey Cuz I'm more aware
Don't want baked zitti, no more Parrier
I am eating this, all I want to chew
Is something more for me, and less of what's for you

And I know
That kids starve in Japan
But I know
That I hate anything that comes from your stove, but the can

I've become pickey Cuz I'm more aware
Don't want baked zitti, no more Parrier
I am eating this, all I want to chew
Is something more for me, and less of what's for you

I've become pickey Cuz I'm more aware
Don't want baked zitti, no more Parrier
I've become pickey Cuz I'm more aware
and I hate Pork Chops. sure, I don't really care