Rice, rice, chips
Rice, rice, chips
Rice, rice, chips
Rice, rice, chips
Rice, rice, chips
Rice, rice, chips
My, my, my, my
(Rice, rice, chips)
In-law week hits me so hard
No frying pan is in the sight
Makes me say "Oh my lord"
This dinner's dry , and Polly's blind
And the Shitlid's weiner's forced to rise
Rice, rice, chips
Rice, rice, chips
Rice, rice, chips
Rice, rice, chips
Rice, rice, chips
Rice, rice, chips