Letra:
Brak:
This is a song about eatin' food
I would climb the deepest river, swim the highest mountain
I'd wash my feet in lemonade if that will do the trick
I would dip my pig in butter, and ride him 'round the playground
If I thought it'd make you love me I'd put soup on a stick
Soup on a stick!
I knew a girl named Zoey, who lived in Chicago-ey
She moved to Buffalo-ey where it's snowy
But that's another sto-ey, a-huh!
Zoey had a sister, and I could not resist her
I tried one time to kiss her but I missed her
And that's how I met Zoey, ho!
Here's the part about cuttin' muffins
And I'd climb the deepest river, swim the highest mountain
I'd even clean my room if I thought that would do the trick
I'd trade underwear with Zorak, or give up eating donuts
If I thought it'd make you love me I'd put soup on a stick
Something on astick?
Soupon a stick
Where's my pineapple? I'm goin' to my room!
This is a song about eatin' food
I would climb the deepest river, swim the highest mountain
I'd wash my feet in lemonade if that will do the trick
I would dip my pig in butter, and ride him 'round the playground
If I thought it'd make you love me I'd put soup on a stick
Soup on a stick!
I knew a girl named Zoey, who lived in Chicago-ey
She moved to Buffalo-ey where it's snowy
But that's another sto-ey, a-huh!
Zoey had a sister, and I could not resist her
I tried one time to kiss her but I missed her
And that's how I met Zoey, ho!
Here's the part about cuttin' muffins
And I'd climb the deepest river, swim the highest mountain
I'd even clean my room if I thought that would do the trick
I'd trade underwear with Zorak, or give up eating donuts
If I thought it'd make you love me I'd put soup on a stick
Something on astick?
Soupon a stick
Where's my pineapple? I'm goin' to my room!
