heavin'
must be something I ate, yo
something I ate, that's right
'cause you chose to cook this night
(your food makes me heave, heave)
(it's sickening to me, me)

nauseous (BLUARGH)
I'm filled with queasiness
I ate all I did get
of your nastiness

showers
my puke comes in showers
and every hour after hour
I let erupt what I devoured

there's a pailful on my shoulder
when you cook my gut runneth over
you feed me your glorified junk
and every night I feel it rising back up

yes, I'm heavin'
must be something I ate, yo
something I ate, that's right
'cause you chose to cook this night
(your food makes me heave, heave)
(it's sickening to me, me)

urgh... (heavin', heavin')
urgh... (heavin', heavin')
urgh... (heavin', heavin')
(heavin', heavin')

ooh, I'm knocked out by your feed
and late at night I can't sleep
when I'm puking on my pillow, baby
below my little room there's a toilet, that's where I'll go

hea-hea-hea-hea-heavin'
(must be something I ate, yo) hea-hea-hea-hea-heavin'
something I ate, that's right
'cause you chose to cook this night
ooh, I (your food makes me heave, heave)
(it's sickening to me, me)

not pretty, I can tell ya
(heavin') not pretty, I can tell ya
(heavin') I want a, want a, want a, want a
(heavin') domperidon right now...

(FADE)