I Predict a Diet Songtext

von Chris Moyles

Ohhhh... I hear a rumble in my tummy,
My cravings are really not funny,
I check to see if I have money,
Kebab and some sauce that is runny,
Don? t think I can carry on further,
I? m needing a coke and a burger,
For fries I? ve become a goat herder,
Gerdy Gerdy ah...
La-ah-ah, la la lalala la,
Ah-ah-ah, ah ah, la la lalala la,
I Predict A Diet
I Predict A Diet
I Predict A Diet
I Predict A Diet
Ohhh... My clothes that look longer do fit me,
Because I? m becoming a fatty,
I tell my wide waist to line burgins,
I? m looking like Christopher Biggins,
Need to get me some exercise,
Stop dreaming lots about large fries,
Get in the gym and start running,
To burn some more calories...
La-ah-ah, la la lalala la,
Ah-ah-ah, ah ah, la la lalala la,
I Predict A Diet
I Predict A Diet
I Predict A Diet
I Predict A Diet
And if you really can? t see your feet,
Then you? ve got to stop munching on
Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeat-tah!
Ohhh. don? t think I can carry on further,
I? m needing a coke and a burger,
For fries I become a goat herder,
Gerdy Gerdy ah...
(Bloated)
La-ah-ah, la la lalala la,
La-la-la, ah ah, lalala
Laaaaaaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
I Predict A Diet
I Predict A Diet
I Predict A Diet
I Predict A Diet
I like burgers and I like fries,
But they have to be supersize!
I Predict A Diet
I Predict A Diet
I Predict A Diet
I Predict A Diet