Daddy and I were going out eating
Late on a Friday night
I ate everything that I could
Now it ain't sittin' right
Dad looked at me with worry
Because my face was colored green
He said "son I think we better go"
It was okay my plate's clean
On the way home
My tummy's turning
Spicy food is burning
Dad stop the car now
My daddy parked the vehicle
On the outskirts of town
My stomach was in a swirl
Daddy help, I'm gonna hurl

Same sick boy, same ride home
Miles down the road
I thank my dad for all of his help
I'm proud of you, you know
A gurgling sound starts again
Knew I ate to fast
Because I'm suffering with the food
I ate back in the past
My daddy said
Take a Pepcid
Take a Maalox
Take a Gerital
Maybe they'll help make you feel better
Try some Pepto-Bismol
Take that turn in the road bend
I'm gonna be sick again

Same young boy
Different night
Going out to eat
They're both heading back to the same old place
There food can't be beat
Dad and I entered into
The restaurant
The waitress asked us what do we want
Than I stared at her and I told her
Bring me a few slices of ham
Or maybe a canned spam
With some vegetables and a few candy yams
I'll even try a clam
Make anything in the world
That won't make me hurl

Daddy and I
Were going out eating
Late on Friday night