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