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I'm feeling hungry Empty tummy And I want to make it full So I spend a day At Wong's buffet And eat till I explode There's sixty types Of Oriental delights I gotta have them all Chicken wings And onion rings And sweet and sour balls At Wong's! (Come and sail with me) At Wong's! (On the sea of gluttony) At Wong's! (Eat until it hurts) At Wong's! (But don't forget there's pudding for dessert) The chicken's tough The noodles are rough And the chowmein's three days old But it's quantity Songtexte Not quality that Has got my soul So fill that plate No Mistake There's no holding back I won't stop Until I got A packed digestive tract At Wong's! (No dish is a loss) At Wong's! (Covered in red sauce) At Wong's! (Everything is battered) At Wong's! (What's inside doesn't even matter) Stop! (Oooohh!) Second plate! (Huuh!) Third plate! (Ohhh.) Fourth plate! (Ooooooh.) Dessert.. (Ugggh.) Fortune cookie.. (I think I ate the fortune) I try to leave I want to heave My whole body hurts Can barely stand I tell you man, I got my money's worth If I get the time I'm going to go to China And eat at their Ancient buffets But I'm wonderin' How they stay so thin Eating like this every day! At Wong's! (Give chopsticks a try) At Wong's! (To pick up your French Fry) At Wong's! (You know I'm coming back) Eating here is Worth the heart attack Wong's Chinese Buffet! Aus Songtexte Mania