Excitedly waits for the buffet line
Hungry, heavy and ready to dine
Now the place opens, it's six O'clock
He glows cause he knows the place is well stocked
His first plate is filled with every kind of nut
Food flying fast to a growing gut
Pizza, then pasta, then spare ribs with ham
The waiters are watching and thinking "God damn"
In fact he's still not finished, he gets some fish
He eats that then he gets another dish
Now it is nine-thirty, and yet this one dude
Is crunching and munching and eating more food
He does not feel that he has eaten enough
And long ago you or I would have been stuffed
But he's munching and crunching and eating more grub
I wonder if that guy could fit in a tub

He's going for biscuits
He's going for sweets
Cause long ago
He ate all the meats
And now he's grasping and clasping some candy and bread
He's huffin' and puffin' with muffins in his head
He's going for biscuits

It's late now, so leave now, the waiting staff begs
He's tired from eating and can't move his legs
The waiters try to push him out the door
But he just, will not budge, he weighs 604
They get him, to leave after, three hours it seems
They still think of him during terrible dreams
Of him grasping and clasping some candy and bread
And huffin' and puffin' with muffins in his head
He did not feel that he had eaten enough
And long ago you or I would have been stuffed
He's forbidden no kiddin' from that buffet place
But he'll find somewhere else to go stuff his face

And he's going for biscuits
He's going for sweets
Cause long ago
He ate all the meats
He will be grasping and clasping some candy and bread
And huffin' and puffin' with muffins in his head
He's grasping and clasping some candy and bread
And huffin and puffin with muffins in his head
He's going for biscuits
He's going for sweets
He's going for biscuits...