Lyrics

I’ve never eaten here before
but I fear that I’ll be leaving here quite sore
A warehouse in a sketchy part of town
I hear they’ve got the best steamed steak in town

Was this wise? I hear myself wonder
So many men, I can't meet their wandering eyes
Look away, focus on my hunger
Move on, move on

The air’s so thick I really can’t breathe
I’m choking on cigar steam
And the scenery’s explicit
This is what The Schvitz is

And now I’m tripping over towels
and eating meatballs in the shower
Think what you been missin'
This is what The Schvitz is

A parody of Shawn Mendes, "Stitches"