“Woke up in the mornin', put on my new plastic gloveServe some reheated salisbury steak, with a little slice of loveGot no clue what the chicken pot pie is made ofJust know everything is doin' fine down here in, lunchlady LandWell I wear this net on my head, 'cause my red hair is fallin' outI wear these brown orthopeadic shoes, 'cause I got a bad case of the goutI know you want seconds on the corndogs, but theres no reason to shoutEverybody gets enough food down here in, lunchlady landWell yesterdays meatloaf is todays sloppy joesAnd my breath wreaks of tuna and there is lots of black hairs comin' out of my noseIn lunchlady land your dreams come true, clouds made of carrots and peasMountains built of shepperds pie, and rivers of maccaroni and cheeseBut don't forget to return your trays and try to ignore my gum diseaseNo student can escape the magic of lunchlady land“
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“Woke up in the mornin', put on my new plastic gloveServe some reheated salisbury steak, with a little slice of loveGot no clue what the chicken pot pie is made ofJust know everything is doin' fine down here in, lunchlady LandWell I wear this net on my head, 'cause my red hair is fallin' outI wear these brown orthopeadic shoes, 'cause I got a bad case of the goutI know you want seconds on the corndogs, but theres no reason to shoutEverybody gets enough food down here in, lunchlady landWell yesterdays meatloaf is todays sloppy joesAnd my breath wreaks of tuna and there is lots of black hairs comin' out of my noseIn lunchlady land your dreams come true, clouds made of carrots and peasMountains built of shepperds pie, and rivers of maccaroni and cheeseBut don't forget to return your trays and try to ignore my gum diseaseNo student can escape the magic of lunchlady land“