stewe

I'm the kind of geezer

That keeps you in the freezer

And make big meatballs out of your face

Lets have some chow

Lets pluck that eyebrow

The coppers wont guess I ate every trace

Your lips

They look so sweet

Its what I call `The other white meat´

You´re always posh, always fresh

I want to see you in the flesh

 Am I a cannibal or just a hungry lad?

My taste in women aint that bad

I whisper in your fried ear

´Shall we use the silverware?`

Tonight  I´ll be lighting my candles just for you

They called you a cheater

They called you a man-eater

If  they only could see the irony in what I do

You cheap little tart

You really made me fart

Still I l cant get enough of  those jawbreaker eyes

I´ll never tell my mate

Whats on his plate

Hoo-ha! A scent of a woman with hot sauce and rice

Once you were between my sheets

Now you´re stuck between my teeth's

Oh baby

How did you come to be so yummy

Oh baby

No longer in my heart but still in my tummy

I love every inch of you - capish?

You really taste like a bird and not  a cold fish