Wong`s Chinese Buffet — текст песни (Arrogant Worms, The)

I`m feeling hungry, empty tummy, and I want to make it full
So I spend the day at Wong`s buffet and I eat till I explode

There`s sixty types of Oriental delights, I gotta have them all
Chicken wings and onion rings, and sweet and sour balls

At Wong`s, come and sail with me
At Wong`s, on the sea of gluttony
At Wong`s, eat until it hurts
But don`t forget there`s pudding for dessert

The chicken`s tough, the noodles are rough
And the chow mein`s three days old
But it`s quantity not quality that has got my soul

So fill that plate, no mistake, there`s no holding back
I won`t stop until I got a packed digestive tract

A Wong`s, no meal is a loss
At Wong`s covered in red sauce
At Wong`s, everything is battered
And what`s inside doesn`t even matter

Stop! Ooooohhhhh. Second plate! Huh! Third plate! Oh.
Fourth plate. Ooooohh. Dessert. Uuuuuuugg.
Fortune cookie. I ate the fortune.

I try to leave, I want to heave, my whole body hurts
Can barely stand, I tell you man, I got my money`s worth

If I get the time I`m going to go to China
And eat at their ancient buffets
But I`m wonderin`, how they stay so thin
Eating like this every day

At Wong`s, give chopsticks a try
At Wong`s, to pick up your french fry
At Wong`s, you know I`m coming back
Eating here`s worth the heart attack
Wong`s Chinese Buffet