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Chords used: G# - 466544
DO# - 446664
MIb - 668886
This song is easy but fun to play. To figure out the rhythm to strum, just
listen to the CD.
SOL#
Woke up in the morning
DO#
Put on my new plastic glove
SOL#
Served some reheated salisbury steak
DO#
With a little slice of love
SOL# DO#
Got no clue what the chicken pot pie is made of
MIb
Just know everything's doing fine
DO# SOL#
Down here in Lunchlady Land
SOL#
Well I wear this net on my head
DO#
'Cause my red hair is fallin'out
SOL#
I wear these brown orthopedic shoes
DO#
'Cause I got a bad case of the gout
SOL#
I know you want seconds on the corndogs
DO#
But there's not reason to shout
MIb
Everybody gets enough food
DO# SOL#
Down here in Lunchlady Land
DO# SOL#
Well yesterday's meatloaf is today's sloppy joes
DO#
And my breath reeks of tuna
MIb
And there's lots of black hairs coming out of my nose
SOL#
In Lunchlady Land your dreams come true
DO#
Clouds made of carrots and peas
SOL#
Mountains built of shepherds pie
DO#
And rivers made of macaroni and cheese
SOL#
But don't forget to return your trays
DO#
And try to ignore my gum disease
MIb
No student can escape the magic of
DO# SOL# DO#
Lunchlady Land
SOL#
Hoagies and grinders, hoagies and grinders
DO#
Hoagies and grinders, hoagies and grinders
DO#
Navy beans, navy beans, navy beans
SOL#
Hoagies and grinder, hoagies and grinders
DO#
Navy beans, navy beans
DO#
Meatloaf sandwich
SOL#
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
DO#
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
SOL#
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
DO#
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
SOL#
Well I dreamt one morning that I woke up to see
DO#
All the pepperoni pizza was a-looking at me
SOL#
It screamed, why do you burn me and serve me up cold
DO#
I said I got the spatula just do what you're told
SOL#
Then the liver and onions started joining the fight
DO#
And the chocolate pudding pushed me with all its might
SOL#
And the chop suey slapped me and it kicked me in the head
etc...
It's called revenge Lunchlady said the garlic bread
I said what did I do to make you all so mad
They said you got flabby arms and your breath is bad
Then the green beans said you better run and hide
But then my friend sloppy joe came and joined my side
He said if it wasn't for the Lunchlady the kids wouldn't eatcha
You should be shakin' her hand and sayin' please to meet ya
She gives you a purpose and she gives you a goal
You should be kissin' her feet and kissin' her mole
Now all the angry foods just leave me alone
And we all live together in a happy home
Thanks to
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
MIb
Well me and sloppy joe got married
DO#
We got six kids and we're doin' just fine
SOL#
Down in Lunchlady Land
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