Adam Sandler - Lunchlady Land Tabbed By: jon EMail: toxic345x@yahoo.ca Chords used: Ab - 466544 C# - 446664 Eb - 668886 This song is easy but fun to play. To figure out the rhythm to strum, just listen to the CD. Ab Woke up in the morning C# Put on my new plastic glove Ab Served some reheated salisbury steak C# With a little slice of love Ab C# Got no clue what the chicken pot pie is made of Eb Just know everything's doing fine C# Ab Down here in Lunchlady Land Ab Well I wear this net on my head C# 'Cause my red hair is fallin'out Ab I wear these brown orthopedic shoes C# 'Cause I got a bad case of the gout Ab I know you want seconds on the corndogs C# But there's not reason to shout Eb Everybody gets enough food C# Ab Down here in Lunchlady Land C# Ab Well yesterday's meatloaf is today's sloppy joes C# And my breath reeks of tuna Eb And there's lots of black hairs coming out of my nose Ab In Lunchlady Land your dreams come true C# Clouds made of carrots and peas Ab Mountains built of shepherds pie C# And rivers made of macaroni and cheese Ab But don't forget to return your trays C# And try to ignore my gum disease Eb No student can escape the magic of C# Ab C# Lunchlady Land Ab Hoagies and grinders, hoagies and grinders C# Hoagies and grinders, hoagies and grinders C# Navy beans, navy beans, navy beans Ab Hoagies and grinder, hoagies and grinders C# Navy beans, navy beans C# Meatloaf sandwich Ab Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe C# Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe Ab Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe C# Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe Ab Well I dreamt one morning that I woke up to see C# All the pepperoni pizza was a-looking at me Ab It screamed, why do you burn me and serve me up cold C# I said I got the spatula just do what you're told Ab Then the liver and onions started joining the fight C# And the chocolate pudding pushed me with all its might Ab And the chop suey slapped me and it kicked me in the head etc... It's called revenge Lunchlady said the garlic bread I said what did I do to make you all so mad They said you got flabby arms and your breath is bad Then the green beans said you better run and hide But then my friend sloppy joe came and joined my side He said if it wasn't for the Lunchlady the kids wouldn't eatcha You should be shakin' her hand and sayin' please to meet ya She gives you a purpose and she gives you a goal You should be kissin' her feet and kissin' her mole Now all the angry foods just leave me alone And we all live together in a happy home Thanks to Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe Sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe Eb Well me and sloppy joe got married C# We got six kids and we're doin' just fine Ab Down in Lunchlady Land Enjoy! Jake Christofferson trishc@cyberport.net