Arrogant Worms - Wong's Chinese Buffet Lyrics
I'm feeling hungry, empty tummy, and i want to make it fullSo i spend the day at wong's buffet and i eat till i explodeThere's sixty types of oriental delights, i gotta have them allChicken wings and onion rings, and sweet and sour ballsAt wong's, come and sail with meAt wong's, on the sea of gluttonyAt wong's, eat until it hurtsBut don't forget there's pudding for dessertThe chicken's tough, the noodles are roughAnd the chow mein's three days oldBut it's quantity not quality that has got my soulSo fill that plate, no mistake, there's no holding backI won't stop until i got a packed digestive tractA wong's, no meal is a lossAt wong's covered in red sauceAt wong's, everything is batteredAnd what's inside doesn't even matterStop! ooooohhhhh. second plate! huh! third plate! oh.Fourth plate. ooooohh. dessert. uuuuuuugg.Fortune cookie. i ate the fortune.I try to leave, i want to heave, my whole body hurtsCan barely stand, i tell you man, i got my money's worthIf i get the time i'm going to go to chinaAnd eat at their ancient buffetsBut i'm wonderin', how they stay so thinEating like this every dayAt wong's, give chopsticks a tryAt wong's, to pick up your french fryAt wong's, you know i'm coming backEating here's worth the heart attackWong's chinese buffet
