So lean, so lean, so lean, so lean
Oh please, don't take this tender beef away
So lean, so lean, so lean, so lean
Tell me in this market it will stay

The other meats on which we dined
Of fatty texture, sloppy grind
Were hog slop next to such as this, so lean

The cheaper cuts were tough and coarse
With flavor not unlike a horse
And hungrily I yearned for meat so lean

My husband often holds his nose
When I present the Sloppy Joes
Not blessed with such ingredients, so lean

And I can understand his vile
Reaction to that gooey pile
Of the stomach-churning tripe that's not so lean

So lean, so lean, so lean, so lean
Oh please, extend the sale for just one day
So lean, so lean, so lean, so lean
Please don't make me serve the spam souffle'

When I send my kids to school
The other lunches make them drool
Sandwiches containing meat so lean

And surely as a butcher you
Could save me just a scrap or two
So that I can make a half-assed stew, so lean

So lean, so lean, so lean, so lean
Oh please, allow me just one party tray
So lean, so lean, so lean, so lean
Please don't grade it D instead of A
So lean, so lean