Lunchlady Land

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Woke up in the morning.
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Put on my new plastic glove.
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Served some re-heated salsbury steak
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With a little slice of love
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Got no clue what the chicken pot pie
Is made of.
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Just know everything's doing fine
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Down here in Lunch Lady Land.
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Well, I wear this net on my head
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'Cause my red hair is fallin' out.
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I wear these brown orthopedic shoes
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'Cause I got a bad case of the gout.
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I know you want seconds on the corn dogs,
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But there's no reason to shout.
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Everybody gets enough food
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Down here in Lunch Lady Land.
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Well, yesterday's meatloaf
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Is today's sloppy joes
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And my breath reaks of tuna
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And there's lots of black hairs comin' out of my nose.
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In Lunchlady Land your dreams come true
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Clouds made of carrots and peas
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Mountains built of shepherds pie
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And rivers made of macaroni and cheese
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But don't forget to return your trays
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And try to ignore my gum disease
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No student can escape the magic of Lunchlady Land (ohhhhh ohhhh)
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Hoagies and grinders, hoagies and grinders
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Hoagies and grinders, hoagies and grinders
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Navy beans, navy beans, navy beans
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Hoagies and grinder, hoagies and grinders
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Navy beans, navy beans
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Meatloaf sandwich

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Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
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Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
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Well I dreamt one morning that I woke up to see
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All the pepperoni pizza was a-looking at me
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It screamed, why do you burn me and serve me up cold
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I said I got the spatula just do what you're told
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Then the liver and onions started joining the fight
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And the chocolate pudding pushed me with all its might
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And the chop suey slapped me and it kicked me in the head
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"It's called revenge Lunchlady" said the garlic bread
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I said what did I do to make you all so mad
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They said you got flabby arms and your breath is bad
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Then the green beans said you better run and hide
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But then my friend sloppy joe came and joined my side
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He said if it wasn't for the Lunchlady the kids wouldn't eatcha
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You should be shakin' her hand and sayin' please to meet ya
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She gives you a purpose and she gives you a goal
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You should be kissin' her feet and kissin' her mole
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Now all the angry foods just leave me alone
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And we all live together in a happy home
Thanks to
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Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
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Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
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Well me and sloppy joe got married
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We got six kids and we're doin' just fine
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Down in Lunchlady Land