Wolf Van Elfmand - Mr. Eat Lyrics

I know a guy he ain't so neat
Big ol belly never seen his feet
Every time he goes down Bourbon Street people say
"There goes Mr. Eat"
Mr. Eat, he can gobble up everything
He's got riches, don't have class
Drinks outta pitchers never needs a glass
Don't care if you're hungry, if you're poor
Mr. Eat he wants more and more
Mr. Eat, he can gobble up everything
Well one time I was by the Alamo
Saw him down 5 pie à la modes
Saw 5 kids crying, don't ya know
He ate their ice cream, they just got some cones
Mr. Eat, he can gobble up everything
If he wants chicken he gets it whole
All the feathers down to the bone
Don't matter at night when he sleeps alone
He can get more chicken with his telephone
Ain't bout being big or small
Ain't about the long short fat or tall
Just eye that greedy creature's crawl
Or Mr. Eat he will eat you all
Mr. Eat. he can gobble up every
He'll gobble up any
He'll gobble up you and me