Casserole Me Over
Pineapple, thyme, teeth of bread and honey
Lickin' my lips on a marzipan bunny
Rollin' my eyes at the sugar supplies
I can't seem to stuff my body enough
Lemons and limes, wine running over
Cup in my hand, so pour me another
Suckin' my hair for the little bit there
I can't seem to stuff my body enough
Wait 'til I scream
Give me, give me ice cream
Give me a feel of your cool jellied eel
Show me your wife, and I'll cut me a slice
'Cause I'm into a pie you won't find in the sky
Casserole me over
I can eat all you give
Casserole me over
I can't seem to stuff my body enough
Sashimi's divine, as a Japanese lime
Fillet of plaice with oriental grace
If your food is a drag, you're not into my bag
'Cause I'm making my day with this lemon souffle
I'm all smiling there
Yeah, double show me
What do you want with this fine Vol-au-vent
And nothing compares with men
Whatever you do, don't you cordon my blues
My oh my, I love greasy french fries
Watch while I puke in your chicken foot soup
Have nothing to say 'bout this cold fricassee
Whatever you got, give it to me hot
Casserole me over
I can eat all you give
Casserole me over
I can't seem to stuff my body enough
Casserole me over
I can eat all you give
Casserole me over
I can't seem to stuff my body enough
Casserole me over
I can eat a meal
Casserole me over
I can't seem to stuff my body enough
Casserole me over
Lickin' my lips on a marzipan bunny
Rollin' my eyes at the sugar supplies
I can't seem to stuff my body enough
Lemons and limes, wine running over
Cup in my hand, so pour me another
Suckin' my hair for the little bit there
I can't seem to stuff my body enough
Wait 'til I scream
Give me, give me ice cream
Give me a feel of your cool jellied eel
Show me your wife, and I'll cut me a slice
'Cause I'm into a pie you won't find in the sky
Casserole me over
I can eat all you give
Casserole me over
I can't seem to stuff my body enough
Sashimi's divine, as a Japanese lime
Fillet of plaice with oriental grace
If your food is a drag, you're not into my bag
'Cause I'm making my day with this lemon souffle
I'm all smiling there
Yeah, double show me
What do you want with this fine Vol-au-vent
And nothing compares with men
Whatever you do, don't you cordon my blues
My oh my, I love greasy french fries
Watch while I puke in your chicken foot soup
Have nothing to say 'bout this cold fricassee
Whatever you got, give it to me hot
Casserole me over
I can eat all you give
Casserole me over
I can't seem to stuff my body enough
Casserole me over
I can eat all you give
Casserole me over
I can't seem to stuff my body enough
Casserole me over
I can eat a meal
Casserole me over
I can't seem to stuff my body enough
Casserole me over
Credits
Writer(s): Rupert Hine, David Maciver
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