Wong's Chinese Buffet Lyrics - Arrogant Worms

I'm feeling hungry, empty tummy, and I want to make it full 

So I spend the day at Wong's buffet and I eat till I explode 

There's sixty types of Oriental delights, I gotta have them all 

Chicken wings and onion rings, and sweet and sour balls 

At Wong's, come and sail with me 

At Wong's, on the sea of gluttony 

At Wong's, eat until it hurts 

But don't forget there's pudding for dessert 

The chicken's tough, the noodles are rough 

And the chow mein's three days old 

But it's quantity not quality that has got my soul 

So fill that plate, no mistake, there's no holding back 

I won't stop until I got a packed digestive tract 

A Wong's, no meal is a loss 

At Wong's covered in red sauce 

At Wong's, everything is battered 

And what's inside doesn't even matter 

Stop! Ooooohhhhh. Second plate! Huh! Third plate! Oh. 

Fourth plate. Ooooohh. Dessert. Uuuuuuugg. 

Fortune cookie. I ate the fortune. 

I try to leave, I want to heave, my whole body hurts 

Can barely stand, I tell you man, I got my money's worth 

If I get the time I'm going to go to China 

And eat at their ancient buffets 

But I'm wonderin', how they stay so thin 

Eating like this every day 

At Wong's, give chopsticks a try 

At Wong's, to pick up your french fry 

At Wong's, you know I'm coming back 

Eating here's worth the heart attack 

Wong's Chinese Buffet