adicted to twinkes
livin on weines
All of those snack cakes are coverd with joy
enjoyin the filling on my front porch swing.
Smell those shrimp
all eat them all even if there boiled

Wasted away again in over eater ville
Searchin' for nothin but the fine sugar and salt
Some people claim that that my colon gets clogged but i know
its my cholesterol

love all whats fryin
even if there not in there season
With nothing to show but the brand that i choose
love food like nachos
A Mexican taco, how it got on my plate
I haven't a clue.

chorus

I faked out the chicken pocks
just to get fed some noodle soup
want a meal , had to live on fast food
But there's food in the blender,
And soon it will be in there
That frozen puddin that helps me hang on.

Wasted away again in over eater ville
nothin but all the arteries now
Some people claim that there's a lunch in a head
But I know, its gonna raise my cholesteral.
Yes, and some people claim that my colon gets clogged
And I know it's my own damn fault.