Lunchlady Land by Adam Sandler | lyrics[fix or update these lyrics]
Woke up in the morning.
Put on my new plastic glove.
Served some re-heated salsbury steak
With a little slice of love.
Got no clue what the chicken pot pie
Is made of.
Just know everything's doing fine
Down here in Lunch Lady Land.
Well, I wear this net on my head
'Cause my red hair is fallin' out.
I wear these brown orthopedic shoes
'Cause I got a bad case of the gout.
I know you want seconds on the corn dogs,
But there's no reason to shout.
Everybody gets enough food
Down here in Lunch Lady Land.
Well, yesterday's meatloaf
Is today's sloppy joes
And my breath reaks of tuna
And there's lots of black hairs comin' out of my nose.
In Lunch Lady Land, your dreams come true.
Clouds made of carrots and peas.
Mountains built of shepherd's pie
And rivers made of macaroni and cheese.
But don't forget to return your trays
And try to ignore my gum disease.
No student can escape
The magic of Lunch Lady Land.
Oh..
Hogies and grinders.
Hogies and grinders.
Hogies and grinders.
Navy beans.
Navy beans.
Navy beans.
Hogies and grinders.
Hogies and grinders.
Navy beans.
Navy beans.
Meatloaf sandwich.
Sloppy joe.
Slop, sloppy joe.
Sloppy joe.
Slop, sloppy joe.
Come on.
Sloppy joe.
Slop, sloppy joe.
Yeah.
Sloppy joe.
Slop, *farting noise* joe.
Well, ah, dreamt one mornin'
That I woke up to see
All the pepperoni pizza
Was a-lookin' at me.
It screamed, "Why do you
Burn me and serve me up cold?"
I said, "I got the spatula,
Just do what you're told."
Then the liver and onions
Started joinin' the fight
And the chocolate pudding
Pushed me with all its might
And the chop juey slapped me
And it kicked me in the head.
"It's called revenge, Lunch Lady,"
Said the garlic bread.
I said, "What did I do to
Make you all so mad?"
They said, "You got flabby arms
And your breath is bad."
Then the green bean said,
"You better run and hide."
But then my friend, sloppy joe,
Came and joined my side.
He said, "If it wasn't for the Lunch Lady,
The kids wouldn't eat ya.
You should be shakin' her hand and sayin'
'Please to meet ya.'
She gives you a purpose
And she give you a goal.
You should be kissin' her feet
And kissin' her mole."
Now, all the angry foods
Just leave me alone
And we all live together
In a happy home
Thanks to
Sloppy joe.
Slop, sloppy joe.
Yeah.
Sloppy joe.
Slop, sloppy joe.
Sloppy joe.
Slop, sloppy joe.
Come on.
Sloppy joe.
Slop, sloppy joe.
Well, me and sloppy joe got married.
We got six kids and we're doin' just fine
Down in Lunch Lady Land
They're All Gonna Laugh At You (1993)
This is a song.
This is a new song.
This is through the eyes of one of the greatest people alive I feel.
The Lunchlady.
Woke up in the Mornin', put on my new plastic glove.
Serve some reheated salisbury steak, with a little slice of love.
Got no clue what the chicken pot pie is made of.
I just know everything is doin' fine down here in... Lunchlady Land.
Well I wear this net on my head, 'cause my red hair is fallin' out.
I wear these brown orthopeadic shoes, 'cause i got a bad case of the Gout.
I know you want seconds on the corndogs, but theres no reason to shout.
Everybody gets enough food down here in... Lunchlady Land.
Well.. yesterdays meatloaf is todays sloppy joes.
And my breath wreaks of tuna and there is lots of black hairs comin' out of my nose.
In Lunchlady Land your dreams come true, clouds made of carrots and peas.
Mountains built of shepperds pie, and rivers of maccaroni and cheese.
But dont forget to return your trays and try to ignore my gum disease.
No student can escape the magic of... Lunchlady Land.
Hoagies and Grinders.
Hoagies and Grinders.
Hoagies and Grinders.
Navy Beans.
Navy Beans.
Navy Beans.
Hoagies and Grinders.
Hoagies and Grinders.
Navy Beans.
Navy Beans.
Meatloaf Sandwich.
Sloppy Joe.Slop-Sloppy Joe.
Sloppy Joe.Slop-Sloppy Joe.
Sloppy Joe.Slop-Sloppy Joe.
Sloppy Joe.Slop-Pppp
I dreamt one mornin that i woke up to see all The Pepperoni Pizza was lookin at me.
It screamed why do ya burn me and serve me up cold?
I said I got the spatula just do what your told.
Then the Liver and Onions started joining the fight.
and the Chocolate Pudding pushed me with all its might.
And the Chop Suey slapped me and it kicked me in the head.
its called revenge Lunchlady said the Garlic Bread.
I said what did I do to make you all so mad?
They said you got flabby arms and your breath is bad.
Then the Green Bean said you better run and hide.
But then my friend Sloppy Joe came and joined my side.
He said if it wasnt for the Lunchlady the kids wouldnt eatcha
You should be shakin her hand and sayin please to meet ya.
She gives you a purpose and she gives you a goal.
You should be kissin her feet and kissin her mole.
Now all the angry foods just leave me alone.
And we all live together in a happy home.
Thanks to
Sloppy Joe.Slop-Sloppy Joe.
Sloppy Joe.Slop-Sloppy Joe.
Sloppy Joe.Slop-Sloppy Joe.
Sloppy Joe.Slop-Sloppy Joe.
Well me and Sloppy Joe got married,
We got six kids and were doin just fine,
Down in Lunchlady Land.
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