New York Strip Lyrics
[Intro]
(But it's taste is largely due to a flavor which shares only a chemical formula with the real thing)
(A product like this is a triumph of food engineering, it is an ingenious copy of real food)
(And giving the right product image, there's every likelihood that we will buy it)
[Verse 1]
It was their favorite
New York Strip
Knew how to serve them
Make mine rare
That happy meats bloat
Waddle up the stairs
Stool in the strain room:
Dry hard and black
[Verse 2]
There was their Daughter:
Built at 10
There was the Husband:
Heart attacked!
And mother's x-ray
Strange that shape
Can't name the problem
New York Drip