Hey, that's pretty coolnWhy don'tcha turn that up?nnSome folks say when you fall in lovenYou lose your appetitenIf love makes you feel that waynListen to what I say, dearnnIf love makes you give up steak and potatoesn(That's what you eat?)nRice, corn, chitlins, and tomatoesnIf love makes you give up all those thingsnI don't want lovennIf love makes you give up ham and greensnChicken pot pie and lima beansnIf love makes you give up all them thingsn(Don't want it)nI don't want lovennOoo...nnWell, I am here to say to you thatnI love my bread and my meatnTake a look at me and it's plain to seenThat I'm a mannThat loves to eatnnSo, if love makes you give up steak and tomatoesnEggs over easy and hash-brown potatoesnIf love makes you give up stuff like thatn(Oh no)nHeh, I don't want lovenNo, no, no, no, no, no, nonnIf love makes you give up corn-dogs and mustardnCracker Jacks, tootie fruity custardnIf love makes you give up onion ringsnI don't want loven(Don't want it)nnIf love makes you give up pizza nightnGarlic mashed potatoes, then it's outta sightn(That or nothing!)nIf love makes you give up all those thingsnNo no, not mennWell, my baby's awful skinnynAnd she don't like meatnAnd she can't stand breakfast in bednAnd as for me, well, where's my seat?n'Cause it's time that I was fednnSo if love makes you give up sauté and pâténAnd vishyssoise and stuff you have to flambénIf love makes you give up buffalo wingsnI don't want loven(No, no!)nnNo, nonNot menNo sirnNo sireenI, I, I, InI don't want lovennPass the sausage!