1. First thing you did on the day we met
You took away my cigarettes
Once you got my nicotine
You nagged until I quit caffeine
But you weren't satisfied with that
You told me I was getting fat
You took my beer you took my sweets
Now you're trying to take my meat

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I'm A meat head yes I am
I love that beef and pork and ham
I love it fried smoked or stewed
Baked or broiled or barbecued
Bacon strips sirloin tips
Down my chin that sauce will drip
I love to rear those burgers fry
Ill be A meat head till I die
2. You told me I was blimping out
You made me eat alfalfa sprouts
But rabbit food was such A bore
Id rather be A carnivore
I need food that I can chew
Its in my blood to barbecue
You can keep your brussel sprouts
Ill die with A pork chop in my mouth
3. If I was sitting on death row
And I had one more meal to go
I wouldn't ask for dry rice cakes
Soy bean soup or barley flakes
Id ask the warden for one last ride
To A burger joint we call clydes
Id order A dozen burgers to go
Id take my time and eat em slow
I'm A meat head yes I am
I love that beef and pork and ham
I love it fried smoked or stewed
Baked or broiled or barbecued
Weenies roasted on A stick
Juicy steaks nice and thick
I love to hear those burgers fry
Ill be A meat head till I die