Acid reflux has got me now.
It wasn't even my birthday.
The red sauce to bring me smiles, gotta go.
The beer that I can chew on gotta go.
The spices to tingle my senses gotta go.
Who's paying for their sins, me.
The vegetables to keep me healthy gotta go.
Coffee to keep me movin' gotta go.
Paul had his humbler, this is mine.
It's a gift in an ugly wrapper.
Once again it's preparation
for what I don't know, something special.
Bubbles in my tummy,
we need to learn how to chew our food.
We need to learn how to chew food.
We need to learn how to take care,
bubble in the tummy.
"And at such a young age"...I've heard.