Sugar Beets And Peas

Give me sugar beets and peas.
Because I like the taste of them.

Give me sugar beets and peas.
And give them to me meatless.

Give me sugar beets and peas.
The doctor says my pressure's high.
And a change of diet I should try.
Since french fries and hotdogs,
Stick to my thighs.
And I can't hide this.

Give me sugar beets and peas.
Because I like the taste of them.

Give me sugar beets and peas.
And give them to me meatless.

Give me sugar beets and peas.
The doctor says my pressure's high.
And a change of diet I should try.
Since french fries and hotdogs,
Stick to my thighs.
And I can't hide this...
From any mirror I pass.
I can't hide this...
From any mirror I pass.

I want to touch my toes,
So...
Give me sugar beets and peas.
And give them to me meatless.

Give me sugar beets and peas.
Because I like the taste of them.

Give me sugar beets and peas.
Since french fries and hotdogs,
Stick to my thighs.
And I can't hide this...

From any mirror I pass.
I can't hide this...
From any mirror I pass.
I want to look like,
How I did in the past.
And I can't do it,
With a big fat ass.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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