Chicken Cordon Bleus

When I first met you, baby You fed me on chicken and wine It was steak, and potatoes, and lobster And babe, I sure felt fine But now all you give me is seaweed and alfalfa sprouts And sunflower seeds, and I got my doubts Babe, you left me here with the chicken cordon bleus My stomach's so empty And all I got is food for thought And I've been sittin' here thinkin' 'Bout the twenty pounds of groceries we bought We bought ten pounds of brown rice, and five more of beans And five pounds of granola, and you know what that means I'm just a regular fella with the chicken cordon bleus Now I want you to play me them fat licks I'm starved for affection And babe, I can't take no more You know this stuff is so weird That the cockroaches moved next door Babe, can you see that old dog? He's out in the street He's got a big smile on his face 'cause they let him eat meat And babe, I got the lemon and the chicken cordon bleus Babe, I'm goin' down to the bakery And I'm gonna find me a jelly roll And some cannoli Some French pastry A chocolate? clair don't sound too bad How 'bout some lasagna? You know fat is where it's at My shadow disappeared