Soup of the Day

Well she thinks she's looking so cool
She thinks she's great but she's just a fool
What awful lack of class makes this kind behave this way
I look and only think of one thing to say
Soup, she's just soup
Soup of the day

She's thin around the waistline
Thin around the brain
You see this type so many times
Time and time again

How could they really think
They'd be treated in any other way
Everybody's looking and everybody say
Soup, she's just soup
Soup of the day

Well you'd think they'd know better
That behaving in this way
They think they're being clever
But I really have to say
You'd better think it over
You'll regret it one fine day
When the circus party's over
And you were just soup of the day
She's just soup
Soup of the day



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Anton Rea
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