If I was left out till tomorrow
Would you still eat all of me?
For I'm cheese molding on now
Cause there so much mold all over me
But if I stay left on the counter
My outsides wouldn't be the same
Cause I was once a Curd, now
And this cheese it cannot stay
Lord knows, it can't stay

Bye, bye, it was good Gouda
Though this cheddar does change
But as always I churn badly
Of my greenness I'm ashamed
But, if I stay here on the counter
I wouldn't be to blame
Cause I'm some bad bad chow
And my cheese is has changed
And this cheese it is changed.
Milk knows I have changed
Butter help me I have changed