[Verse 1]
There ain’t no weenies in my freezer
And I been wishing I could call Oscar Meyer
I know there is cantalope but I want a brotwurst
But I can’t bring myself to eat healthy when I am cravin’ glizzy’s
Baby, let me eat

[Chorus]
Put that weenie on my face
It’ll make me smile, it’ll make me dance, too
Feel the pounds around me
I got the buns to chew and the relish too
Put that weenie on me

[Verse 2]
Bring the barbecue, oh-oh-oh, and a hotplate
I got the little smokies for my cheap date
I got my hair tied, I’m about to air fry
Now I got chili drippin’ on my bib and— Oops, I made a mess

[Chorus]
Put that weenie on my face
It’ll make me smile, it’ll make me dance, too
Feel the pounds around me
I got the buns to chew and the relish too
Put that weenie on me

[Outro]
Weeeee-um-bum-ba-way