Belching, gassy
You're not very classy.
Indigestion?
Here is my suggestion.
Cover your damn mouth,
Turn your head somewhere towards South
Cause I do not like spending my whole work day.
By listening to burps across the way.

Office workspace
There is a big jerk face
Who is so rude
That he burps up his food.
This old fart must think
That his burping doesn't stink
But it's making me want to stand up and say
"Please cut out all your burps across the way!"

He's as old as a bat that's lived a hundred years.
And his stomach is obviously bad.
But that still doesn't give him an excuse.
To come to work sounding like a bull moose.

Pepcid AC
Might be his remedy
Acid reflux
Makes him honk like fat ducks.
If he were at home
He could burp while he's alone
But it's nine to five on
Monday to Friday
That I must hear his burps across the way

He eats carrots and celery and soda pop.
And it all mixes up inside his gut.
Then he opens his mouth and lets it fly.
He is so loud that it frightens the mail guy.

Foghorn noises
Leaves me with few choices.
Pull my socks off
Stuff down his esophagus.
"Take a bromocide
Or you better run and hide."
Because things will never ever be okay.
As long as there's those burps across the way.

You alone can stop your horse's bray.
By cutting out the burps across the way.