I always ask for a thicker slice,
I like my drinks with lots of spice,
and appetite's a human vice.
I'm guiltier
I never toss my salad lightly
Never travel under 90
Always do a little more
Than I've got time for
But sometimes, when I've had enough
I count to ten and fill my cup up again
And then I ask for more, I'm not ashamed
At least I ask in my own name
And I wouldn't dream of taking more
than I could love
And when I meet my death
I'm sure I'm gonna ask
for just a little more
But if I don't care to die, I don't mind
And still I hope to age with grace
When I've overdone
and never learned to pace
Never learned to moderate
Or do it like the angels?
When I meet my death, I'm sure
Else for just a little more lifetime
But if I don't get it, I don't mind
It's what I wanted all the time
If I don't get it, I don't mind
I always ask for a thicker slice
I like my drinks with lots of spice
and appetite's a human vice
I'm guilty of
I never cross myself lightly
I never travel under 90
Always do a little more
than I've got time for
And when I meet my death
I'm sure I'm gonna ask
for just a little more
But if I don't get it, I don't mind
Al ways ask for a bit more spice
I like my drinks to fuck so spicy
Oh, don't like the angels
Oh, don't do it like the angels