Woke up this morning with a drumstick in my hand
Who's pie, what pie, Man, how long did I dine
Must have been a dream, I had so much gravy
Come on, leftover's again

Do you, you, feel like you're full (yeah, I'm full)
Do you, you, feel like you're full

My gut got busted just the other day
I said I can't, I can't, can't walk away
Brought me to the sofa, the pillow hit my head
Turned off the music, felt like I was dead

Do you, you, feel like you're full (yeah' I'm full)
Do you, you, feel like you're

(guitar solo)

Do you, you, feel like you're full (Yes, you do)
Do you, you feel like you're full

No room for breakfast and an egg nog in my hand
Creamy, nutmeg, what the heck
Must have been a dream, I had so much gravy
Come on, leftover's again

Do you, you, feel like you're full (yeah' I'm full)
Do you, you, feel like you're

(moaning and groaning with same harmony as keyboard solo)

Ate too much this year, too much

Do you feel like you're full
Do you feel like you're full
Oh, that's so
Do you feel like you're full
Yeah, man
Do you feel, do you feel like you're full

(more moaning and groaning to the harmony of guitar solo)

(burping where Frampton sings and plays in electronic instrument, follows same harmony)

Burping: Do you feel..
Do you feellike you're full
I'm bloated like you

(burping guitar solo)

Do you feel like you're full
Yeah, that's right, yeah that's right from last night
Last night was a good time
A good time and a good night
Good night, good night, good night, good night, good night

(final guitar solo, back to moaning and groaning)
(last note of song, vomiting sound)