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When I first met you baby you fed me on chicken and wineIt was steak and potatoes and lobster and babe I sure felt fineBut now all you ever give me is seaweed and alfalfa sproutsAnd sunflower seeds and I got my doubtsYou left me here with the Chicken Cordon Bleus My stomach is empty and all I got is food for thoughtI been up all nite thinkin' 'bout the twenty pounds of groceries we boughtWe bought ten lbs of brown rice and five more of beansAnd five pounds of granola and you know what that means,I'm just a regular fella with the Chicken Cordon Bleus I'm starved for affection and I don't think I can stand no moreThis stuff is so weird that the cock roaches moved next doorCan you see that old dog out in the streetHe's got a big smile on his faceCause they let him meatBabe I got the lemon and the Chicken Cordon Bleus (spoken) Yeah I'm goin' down to the baker and get me a cannoli.and Maybe a chocolate eclair would be nice... From Letras Mania