[Family]
We've gotten word from Philadelphia
Anna's doing well, she's making lots of money
Her contract has been signed to do a solo turn
It forbids her ever eating when or what she likes to eat
She likes to eat, she likes to eat

Those are hard terms for little Anna
Who has always been very greedy
Oh if she does not break her contract!
There's no market for hippos in Philadelphia!

Every single day they weigh her
Gaining half an ounce means trouble
They have principles to stand by
It's a hundred-and-eighteen that were signed for?
Only for the weight agreed we pay!

Gaining half an ounce means trouble
More than that would mean disaster!

But our Anna Is not all that stupid
And she knows a contract is a contract
So she'll reason: after all
You still can eat like little Anna
In Louisiana? crabmeat! porkchops!
Sweet-corn! chicken!
And those golden biscuits spread with honey!
Think of our house in Louisiana!
Look? it's growing! more and more it needs you!
Therefore curb your craving! gluttons will be punished!
Curb your craving, Anna! gluttons never go to heaven!