At breakfast in Belgium
On our honeymoon
She says I'm poppin' out for shoppin'
I'll be back soon
Where the 'eck have you been
I guessed where she'd gone
She burped and cried as she denied
Her waffle addiction
I, I, I wed a roly poly
I, I, I wed a roly poly
Waffle woman, what a sight
Where did you get that appetite
Waffle scoffing, scoffing waffles night and day
She was such a shapely spouse
Until she hit that waffle house
Her belly burst and blew her blouse away
Waffle, waffles, waffles
One waffle week later
She's in for a shock
She's a pig, buttocks so big
They won't fit in her frock
She resembled Kate Moss
Slim and trim, skinny
She became fatty bum bum
She's two tonne Tessie
I, I, I wed a roly poly
I, I, I wed a roly poly
There's no need to fret
She said don't forget
When I get on me crash diet
No more
Waffle, recipes
It's low calories for me
In a Belgian bistro
We bid out fond farewells
She got so wide
She's stuck inside
Abandoned in Brussels
I, I, I wed a roly poly
I, I, I wed a roly poly
