2 acessos
Asus2 Woke up in the morning. D Put on my new plastic glove. Asus2 Served some re-heated salsbury steak D With a little slice of love Asus2 D Got no clue what the chicken pot pie Is made of. E Just know everything's doing fine D Down here in Lunch Lady Land. Asus2 D Asus2 Well, I wear this net on my head D 'Cause my red hair is fallin' out. Asus2 I wear these brown orthopedic shoes D 'Cause I got a bad case of the gout. Asus2 I know you want seconds on the corn dogs, D But there's no reason to shout. E Everybody gets enough food D Down here in Lunch Lady Land. Asus2 A7 D Well, yesterday's meatloaf A Is today's sloppy joes D And my breath reaks of tuna A And there's lots of black hairs comin' out of my nose. Asus2 In Lunchlady Land your dreams come true D Clouds made of carrots and peas Asus2 Mountains built of shepherds pie D And rivers made of macaroni and cheese Asus2 But don't forget to return your trays D And try to ignore my gum disease E Asus2 No student can escape the magic of Lunchlady Land (ohhhhh ohhhh) Asus2 Hoagies and grinders, hoagies and grinders D Hoagies and grinders, hoagies and grinders D Navy beans, navy beans, navy beans Asus2 Hoagies and grinder, hoagies and grinders D Navy beans, navy beans D Meatloaf sandwich Asus2 Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe D Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe Asus2 Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe D Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe Asus2 Well I dreamt one morning that I woke up to see D All the pepperoni pizza was a-looking at me Asus2 It screamed, why do you burn me and serve me up cold D I said I got the spatula just do what you're told Asus2 Then the liver and onions started joining the fight D And the chocolate pudding pushed me with all its might Asus2 And the chop suey slapped me and it kicked me in the head D "It's called revenge Lunchlady" said the garlic bread Asus2 I said what did I do to make you all so mad D They said you got flabby arms and your breath is bad Asus2 Then the green beans said you better run and hide D But then my friend sloppy joe came and joined my side Asus2 He said if it wasn't for the Lunchlady the kids wouldn't eatcha D You should be shakin' her hand and sayin' please to meet ya Asus2 She gives you a purpose and she gives you a goal D You should be kissin' her feet and kissin' her mole Asus2 Now all the angry foods just leave me alone D And we all live together in a happy home Thanks to Asus2 Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe D Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe Asus2 Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe D Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe E Well me and sloppy joe got married D We got six kids and we're doin' just fine A Down in Lunchlady Land