TV Dinners

TV dinners, there's nothin' else to eat
TV dinners, they really can't be beat
I like 'em frozen, but you understand
I throw 'em in and 'wave 'em, and I'm a brand new man
Oh, yeah!

TV dinners, they're goin' to my head
TV dinners, my skin is turnin' red
Twenty year old turkey in a thirty year old tin
I can't wait until tomorrow, and thaw one out again
Oh, yeah!

TV dinners, I'm feelin' kinda rough
TV dinners, this one's kinda tough
I like the enchiladas, and the teriaki too
I even like the chicken, if the sauce is not too blue
And they're mine, all mine,
Oh, yeah!
And they sure are fine
Whoo!
Gotta have 'em
Gimme somethin' now



Credits
Writer(s): Billy Gibbons, Joe Hill, Lee Beard Frank
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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