Sugar Beets And Peas

Give me sugar beets and peas. Because I like the taste of them. Give me sugar beets and peas. And give them to me meatless. Give me sugar beets and peas. The doctor says my pressure's high. And a change of diet I should try. Since french fries and hotdogs, Stick to my thighs. And I can't hide this. Give me sugar beets and peas. Because I like the taste of them. Give me sugar beets and peas. And give them to me meatless. Give me sugar beets and peas. The doctor says my pressure's high. And a change of diet I should try. Since french fries and hotdogs, Stick to my thighs. And I can't hide this... From any mirror I pass. I can't hide this... From any mirror I pass. I want to touch my toes, So... Give me sugar beets and peas. And give them to me meatless. Give me sugar beets and peas. Because I like the taste of them. Give me sugar beets and peas. Since french fries and hotdogs, Stick to my thighs. And I can't hide this... From any mirror I pass. I can't hide this... From any mirror I pass. I want to look like, How I did in the past. And I can't do it, With a big fat ass.