Lyrics

Anthony goes to the grocery store
Looking for food on a Sunday
A Little sees him there and walks across the floor
She says, “Tony you took them all away.
All I wanted was brown rice, sea salt, and pepper crack-ack-ack-ack-ackers!”
I should have known by now
That you’d spend time on your favorite snack
And how you get things for no money.
Chorus
It seems such a waste of time
To listen and hear you out
But somehow your Littles still love what you
Talk about
You talk about

We might hear RGIII is missing a beat
And movies you’ve seen with no endings
Will you eat chicken cacciatore before toasting your beef?
Or where you can find some free parking
We hear you all the time plugging your Cadillac-ac-ac-ac-ac-ac
We oughta know by now
If you can golf with a wretched back
And about Marian Barry’s benders
Chorus
Yes it seems such a waste of time
To listen and hear you out
But somehow your Littles still love what you
Talk about
You talk about