Intro Verse Locked up and then you die People eat and people cry When you're near me, I feel so grand You taste so funny, these chips are flat I love you I love you I really do, I have no spoon I love you Yes I do Of course I do, barbecue Bridge: Stir fry baby I love you still I want to eat you, I think I will Braised or sauteed Fried or grilled Steamed or peppered, I don't care