CRABBYFACE
Watching your bright red shell
In the fishtank
I've seen it so many times
I feel like you must be my next meal
You're looking ripe, so ripe, oh my
Dressed up with some parsley, oh
Crabbyface, crabbyface
Slow down child, let's get you on my plate
Crabbyface, Crabbyface
Crustacean with natural grace
How could seafood be so kind
To an culinary guy?
Coming home late at night
To finish you off
Checking out leftovers
I've microwaves on my side
Turning around and around
With the time and power
Under my control, go
Round and around, heating up
Dressed up with some parsley
Crabbyface, crabbyface
Tinfoil wrapped and a plastic case
Crabbyface, crabbyface
Butter sauce girl won't you give me a taste
How could seafood be so kind
To an culinary guy?
Do do do do do do do do do...do do...
Do do do do do do do do do...do do...
Crabbyface, crabbyface
Slow down child, let's get you on my plate
Crabbyface, crabbyface
Lift the lid, there's a net in the chase
Crabbyface, crabbyface
You're everywhere child
Meat all over the place
Crabbyface, crabbyface
You're coming to me from deep-blue space
How could seafood be so kind
to an culinary guy?