Adam Sandler - Lunchlady land

^AWoke up in the morning ^DPut on my new plastic glove ^AServed some reheated salisbury steak ^DWith a little slice of love ^AGot no clue what the chicken po^Dt pie is made of ^AJust know everything's doing fine Down her^De in Lunchlady Land ^{A A}Well I wear this net on my head ^D'Cause my red hair is fallin'out ^AI wear these brown orthopedic shoes ^D'Cause I got a bad case of the gout ^AI know you want seconds on the corndogs ^DBut there's not reason to shout ^EEverybody gets enough food Down here in Lun^Dchlady Land ^{A D}Well yesterday's meatloaf is today's sloppy joe^As ^DAnd my breath reeks of tuna And there's lots of black hairs coming out of my^E nose ^AHoagies and grinders, hoagies and grinders Hoagies and grinders, hoagies and grinde^Drs ^DNavy beans, navy beans, navy beans ^AHoagies and grinder, hoagies and grinders ^DNavy beans, navy beans ^DMeatloaf sandwich ^ASloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe ^DSloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe ^ASloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe ^DSloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe ^AWell I dreamt one morning that I woke up to see ^DAll the pepperoni pizza was a-looking at me ^AIt screamed, why do you burn me and serve me up cold ^DI said I got the spatula just do what you're told ^AThen the liver and onions started joining the fight ^DAnd the chocolate pudding pushed me with all its might ^AAnd the chop suey slapped me and it kicked me in the head etc... It's called revenge Lunchlady said the garlic bread I said what did I do to make you all so mad They said you got flabby arms and your breath is bad Then the green beans said you better run and hide But then my friend sloppy joe came and joined my side He said if it wasn't for the Lunchlady the kids wouldn't eatcha You should be shakin' her hand and sayin' please to meet ya She gives you a purpose and she gives you a goal You should be kissin' her feet and kissin' her mole Now all the angry foods just leave me alone And we all live together in a happy home Thanks to Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe ^EWell me and sloppy joe got married ^DWe got six kids and we're doin' just fine Down in Lunchlady Land ^A