Oh, I got pied in a brawl tonight
It must've been lemon meringue
I got pied in a brawl tonight

I'm addicted to the 3 Stooges
Whipped cream lies all around me
And I don't see anything through this pie
The food fight sends pies from under the table
Even the baby throws chunks from his cradle
Who would've thought that a dinner could come to this

Oh, I got pied in a brawl tonight
It must've been lemon meringue
I got pied in a brawl tonight
Wo oh oh I got pied in a brawl tonight
But pie's way better than a fist
I should've thrown away
I should've thrown all day

Is there any just cause for feeling like this
On the surface I'm covered with ick
I try to eat, but start throwin' again
Getting crust in your eyes is a terrible mistake
Look out for the inter-continental ballistic pies
I've been pied in the face too many times

It was a fresh baked hot pie
It really stung when the sugar got in my eyes
But I did fight back and the pie went smack
Right on my nemesis's forehead
And I know that I was right