Lunch (Tunes - Various)
Yummy, yummy, yummy I've got lunch in my tummy Lunch is lovelier the second time around This can't be lunch, because I feel so well, No sobs, no sorrows, no sighs. This can't be lunch; I get no dizzy spells, My head is not in the … Hello young lunchers whoever you are I hope your troubles are few All my good wishes go with you tonight I've had a lunch like you Fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly I gotta lunch one man till I die Can't help lunching that man of mine If this isn't lunch it will have to do Until the real thing comes along Some enchanted evening When you find your true lunchWhen you see it callingAcross a crowded room One dream in my heart One lunch to be living for This nearly was mine Bloody Mary is the girl I lunch Now ain't that too damn bad
All you need is lunch, la la la laAll you need is lunch, la la la laAll you need is lunch, lunchLunch is all you need Tonight, tonight, I'll see my lunch tonight I have a lunch and it's all that I haveRight or wrong what else can I do When lunch comes on so so strong There's no right or wrong Your lunch is your life The way to handle a woman Is to lunch her … simply lunch her Merely lunch her … lunch her … lunch her Come back my lunch I know I was wrong And now I pray that I can be strong Run to me my lunch Fill my empty …
Do the wak, do the wangDo the wak, do the wangI want you toCome back my lunchDon't go awayI need your lunching every dayI lunch you so And I want you to knowI need your lunch so badly Don't put off till tomorrow my friend What you know you've got to do today Because you need lunch, you need lunch Come on and I'll show you the way Don't give up, don't let it get you down Don't give up, don't think of leaving town Don't give up, don't run away from it Lunch will be yours in the end Don't speak of lunch lasting through time Make me no undying vow Lunch me now I left my lunch in San Francisco Why? Oh why do I like Paris? Because my lunch is there I can't give you anything but lunch, Baby That's the only thing I've plenty of, Baby You made me lunch you I didn't want to do it I didn't want to do it I want some lunch that's trueYes I doDeed I doYou know I do Ain't misbehavin' I'm saving all my lunch for you Be sure that it's true When you say I'll lunch you It's a sin to tell a lie
Song writers spend a lot of time on Romantic Love, presumably because they think Love Makes the World Go Round. But it is equally true that the Way to a Man's Heart is through his Stomach. We think that many a song writer is subconsciously thinking of food. By food we mean Lunch. Don't believe us? Listen.