Pie

No matter where I always try
To find a piece of chicken pie

No matter what I say or do
I'll always have my pie, it's true

No matter who I see or meet
I'll eat my pie that's full of meat.

And when I go to Sophie's place
We'll eat our pie, I stuff my face

And when I find my pie has gone,
I'll go and buy another one,

So when you see me in the street
I'll be fat, from pies I eat.

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