Born to eat

In the day, I eat a half gallon 

Of chocolate chip ice cream 

Each night, after I go to sleep 

It's pizza that I dream 

 

I'm enraged, l'll explain why 

The supermarket near me

It doesn't open till nine

 

If I get those hunger pangs

I must be satisfied, I can't be denied 

Give me some chicken, some fish or red meat

I don't really care

'Cause baby, I was born to eat

 
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