You're My Meat

Fat and forty but lordy you're my meat
It excites me so because I know you're my meat
From your feet to your head you knock me dead, you're my meat

I got you covered but baby, you're my meat
It excites me so because I know you're my meat
Can't you see that couldn't be me

They were pious and modest I'm told
I'd have to talk about your yams and your big fat hams
There were pious and modest I'm told
In the days of old when knights were bold
I'd have to talk about your yams and your big fat hams
Can't you see that couldn't be me
In the days of old when knights were bold

Fat and forty but lordy you're my meat