Those asparagus spears
Are way too close to the meat
You should move them quickly
That's sinful to me
I don't like the way your food
Never stops its touchin'
Outside of the five food grou-oups
This is very far from nothin'

Which moron's platin' your food?
Is it you? That might be true
Whoever's platin' your food
They need to stop it and soon

Relocate your hash browns
They're touchin' your beans now
I just can't support hash-brown-touched green beans
Or any bean for that matter
This is a heinous platter
There's no respect for the art
Of food layout, breaks my hea-eart

So who is platin' your food?
Which mad fool? I bet it's you
How dare your platin' of food
Not be how I do i-it, fool

I know I make your meals but don't be dumb
Like I'd do that just for a reason to yell at you

I can't be platin' your food
Don't want food touchin', you fool
So I'm not platin' your food
In this way, that's so u-untrue
If I was platin' your foo-oo-oo-ood
I would choose not to bunch up all the food grou-ou-oups
Not platin' your food
I-It's no-ot true, might be true