We are looking in on you now What do you think you can do now? You're very small from way out here The last thing you will feel is fear I gave you the
Let me have this cutest thing I ever did see in my life Everybody looks for something new Like the rosy-cheek debutante Who falls in love with every billboard
CHORUS Sister, soak the beans I'll be comin Home to Chop the Onion Mama, light the stove It'll take a while for the cornbread to get done I'll be comin
Boggis, Bunce, and Bean One Short, one fat, one lean Those horrible crooks So different in looks Are nonetheless equally mean
I turn around from whining sounds Don't give us shit for making it If your band's not signed, don't put us down! Try playing hard, you stupid clown
Sister, soak the beans I'll be comin Home to Chop the Onion Mama, light the stove It'll take a while for the cornbread to get done I'll be comin' home
I couldn't hear you for the TV I didn't know you said goodbye I saw your canceled check for the airfare Didn't know flyin' got too high Beans for breakfast
Le cul par terre Ass on the ground La bouche clouee, Mouth nailed shut Les yeux defaits,
Well hand me down that can o' beans Hand me down that can o' beans Hand me down that can o' beans I'm throwing it away Out the winder go the beans Out
I, I got a plan for you and I I wanna take you for this ride Across the flippin' beans Sit and wait for you and me Guess, I want that I want and I feel
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Once upon a time he saw this man on the street with mud on his feet and asked him what he sold He said : " I bring three magic beans from far far away
One, two, three start What's for tea, Mum? What's for tea, darling? Darling, I said, "What's for tea?" What's for tea, daughter? Heinz baked beans
I don't eat red meat but I'm not a vegetarian I like ice cream/ but not much dairy 'cause it gets in my nose it makes me gotta blows snot like a farmer
Beans, beans, beans Daddy ate some beans He was happy, happy, happy And he ate some beans Naked, naked, naked Sitting cross-legged Naked, naked, naked
Now a friend of mine, way back in Chicago -- You know, he finally made his pile. Well he got himself a mansion on Butler and Sheff An' he was livin' in
And the weatherman said to my friend, "What's your name?" My friend said, "Write yours down, mine is almost the same." Erase the "S" and "M" in their
The way we go All too soon Way far away From all we know To all we deny To see your smile With a crown on your head To meet those again Not to be sincere