Twisting in turmoil
Completely out of control,
I fancy that cake
It`s a strawberry cream roll.
That food devil is travelling
Through my kitchen again.
'Get thee behind me
Don`t confuse my poor brain'
Well, I`m refusing to listen
I`ll just go for a walk,
Will dread to return
While that devil`s all talk.
The lettuce needs rinsing
Must get that on a plate
I can now head for home
I`ve worried off enough weight.
Time to sit down and unwind
Those green leaves are still waiting,
Forget it
It`s just that cream cake I am dating.