Can Soup Lyrics

The weather's over you

Your bed wants you back

You feel like a flappy

Crappy sack and

You've never been the type

To try to reach out for help

So help is reaching out to you

You flabby crabby patty

No

(Sh)

No need to thank me

I'm just pitchin in where I can

Cause tho you're not a baby

Your tummy might appreciate some easy fluids

(Badabadoom)

I'm not the type to let you

Let me let you be alone

I'm like a puppy, I'm not needy it's just how I show I love you!

And come on, who doesn't like some good old fashioned homemade soup, right?

Plus, between you and me

I know where Walmart keeps the good brands

So can I make you soup please

It's the least that I can do

These hard times are getting hotter

But I can make soup

Oh, it's good for your soul

Just let me make you a bowl

Some broth to keep from getting lost in the sauce

Oh pasta's nice

But it's not soup

Though toast is too

It's not soup either

The sun and moon

And I know you

But this is just like a funeral,

The best part's the food!

Oh!

Ba, ba, bada

Ba, ba, bada

Ba, ba, bada

Ba, ba, bada

Ba, ba, bada

Ba, ba, bada

Ba da bada

Baounouww, wow wow wow

I'm not great at cooking

Food smells kinda funny looking

But soup is not from cook book

USA! My soup's Ameri-can!

And if your fever's in the red

Don't worry soup goes good with bread

Don't fret I got you bro

Come on don't be a sourdough!

No, sh

No need to thank me

I'm just pitchin in where I can

Cause tho it's not that fancy

Let me give you my love in a can

(Can, can, can, caaaaaan)

And can I make you soup please

It's the least that I can do

These hard times are getting hotter

I can make soup

Oh, it's good for your soul

Just let me make you a bowl

Some broth to keep from getting lost in the sauce

Oh pasta's nice

But it's not soup

Though toast is too

It's not soup either

The sun and moon

And I know you

But this is just like a funeral

It's not really for you

Oh!

Baby

Let me

Make you

Some chicken noodle

Soup-eee

For you-eee

Don't make me

Come over there

Baby

Let me

Make you

Some chicken noodle

Soup-eee

For you-eee

Don't make me

Come over there

Come over there

And can I make you soup please

It's the least that I can do

These hard times are getting hotter

I can make soup

Oh, it's good for the soul

Just let me make you a bowl

Some broth to keep from getting lost in the sauce

Oh pasta's nice

But it's not soup

Though toast is too

It's not soup either

The sun and moon

And I know you

Won't have a funeral anytime soon

But this isn't for you

Shoop, badaba

Shoop, shoop, badaba

Shoop, ba-shoop, badaba

Shoop, ba-shoop, badaba

Shoop, shoop, badaba

Shoop, ba-shoop, banana

Shoop, babap bap bap bap bap

Bap bap, bap

Badaba

Bap, bap

Badaba

Ba, badap bap bap bap bap

Ba ba bana

Banau bam

Bap bap badap

Badow badow

Baaaaaa

Aaahh