Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other
Oh, she killed him rather quickly
He had no antlers, he had no center
How he loved her meat loaf
And how he loved her apple pies
And promptly at eleven heaven
But Lord not any quicker than according to plan
Miss Marry Ann had a man
He came in and then back out quickly
He had no enter and he had no exit
Served promptly at seven
How he loved her chicken breasts
And on that day as scheduled
Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other
Served promptly at seven
Some thoughts of murder
Miss Marry Ann kept her man
Miss Marry Ann preferred her meat
Man that woman was truly sickly
To be freshly butchered
And how he loved her apple pies
Miss Marry Ann started to think
Real hard about her future
Miss Marry Ann kept her cans
Miss Marry Ann began to have
How he loved her pudding
Like a soldier, one foot in front of the other
In porcupine gloves, in porcupine gloves
So stiff and stuck and prickly
How he loved her pudding
In alphabetical order
And promptly at eleven heaven
And on that day as scheduled
He came in and then back out quickly
But Lord not any sicker than according to plan
But Lord not any quicker than according to plan
Served promptly at ten o'clock
Served promptly at ten o'clock
How he loved her chicken breasts
His hair was short and prickly
Served promptly at eight o'clock
They made porcupine love, porcupine love
Named Stan, Stan Butler
Served promptly at eight o'clock
How he loved her meat loaf
