In Buffet There Is No Law!

Last week Cici's, this week Chinese
All you can eat can't please me
We roll up to the buffet
Self-loathing and always hungry

Leave your kids at home
They're loud and get in our way
Not my fault if I mistake them for another entrée

Old people are too slow
We throw them and their walkers out the door
Wash your hands you slob
I need to safely stuff my face with slop
DON'T PUT THAT FOOD BACK

Different flavors with the same scoop
Ruin ice cream I will maim you
I'll keep my plate till I'm done, thank you
I need that sushi more than you do
Stab you over deep fried corn balls
Leave me pie or die, it's your call
Yes, I need 3 cups of sherbet
Golden Corral breakfast for dessert

Out of General Tso's? I start a killing spree
I'm only three plates in, I got a long night ahead of me

IN BUFFET THERE IS NO FUCKING LAW



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Koz
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