There's a man who lives a life of danger,
He chops up deep fried pork like he's got anger,
His garlic cloves he breaks, some more won ton wraps he makes,
Odds are, olive oil's used in your egg roll.

Greek and Asian man, Greek and Asian man,
They should have given him a number, good luck trying to say his name.

Beware of bitty lamb bits that you find,
A kitty-gyro will make your bowels bind.
The Lakerda's kinda grey,
I guess I'll eat it anyway.
Odds are I won't leave the throne tomorrow.

Greek and Asian man, Greek and Asian man,
These noodles are like rubber, I guess I don't care for lo mein.

There's not much on the menu that I can say,
I may have asked for olives on my sting ray.
If you let the wrong words slip
You might get Szechuan chicken lips,
Or some kind of oily, deep-fried, pork bone marrow.

Greek and Asian man, Greek and Asian man,
He'll let you order meals by number, in case you can't pronounce their name.