You`re My Meat — текст песни (Joe Jackson)

Outside in and inside out you`re my meat
Fat and forty but lordy you`re my meat
From your feet to your head you knock me dead, you`re my meat
I got you covered but baby, you`re my meat

In the days of old when knights were bold
They were pious and modest I`m told
Can`t you see that couldn`t be me
I`d have to talk about your yams and your big fat hams

It excites me so because I know you`re my meat
Fat and forty but lordy you`re my meat

In the days of old when knights were bold
They were pious and modest I`m told
Can`t you see that couldn`t be me
I`d have to talk about your yams and your big fat hams
It excites me so because I know you`re my meat
Fat and forty but lordy you`re my meat

Fat and forty but lordy lordy . . . you`re my meat