Joey Chestnut grins, the audience goes nuts
Though he's bathed in sweat, he hasn't lost his guts
Joey, don't you lose your crown
Don't give away the second round for free

Joey's not another face at Coney Isle
But the judges serve a twist that cracks his smile
He's gonna wolf some weiners down
He's gonna beat that other clown, you'll see, you'll see

He's got the others riled
You can smell their bile
He's got a seat at Coney Isle
Today that's where he'll be

Kobayashi, standing way above his peers
And he used to grab the headlines every year
Gluttony is so much fun
No fear of dog, no fear of bun, for he,

He is trying to recapture what he'd lost
And he's sure this time there'll be no cookies tossed
"I'm gonna wolf those weiners down"
"Not over till they give the crown to me, to me"

He's got the others riled
You can smell their bile
He's got a seat at Coney Isle
Today that's where he'll be

Tell the judges they were wrong to change the rules
For a red meat dead heat made them look like fools
But wolfing five more doggies down
And Joey, he retains the crown for all to see

He hasn't lost his style
He hasn't lost his smile
He's still the champ at Coney Isle
Today for all to see