Chocolate Cake

Not everyone in New York would pay to see Andrew Lloyd Webber May his trousers fall down as he bows to the queen and the crown I don't know what tune that the orchestra played But it went by me sickly and sentimental Can I have another piece of chocolate cake? Tammy Baker's got a lot on her plate Can I buy another cheap Picasso fake? Andy Warhol must be laughing in his grave The band of the night takes you to ethereal heights over dinner And you wander the streets never reaching the heights that you seek And the sugar that dripped from the violins' bow Made the children go crazy, put a hole in the tooth of a hag Can I have another piece of chocolate cake? Tammy Baker must be losing her faith, yeah Can I buy another cheap Picasso fake? Andy Warhol must be laughing in his grave And the dogs are on the road, we're all tempting fate Cars shooting by with no number plates And here comes Mrs. Hairy Legs I saw Elvis Presley walk out of a Seven Eleven And a woman gave birth to a baby and then bowled 257 Now the excess of fat on your American bones Will cushion the impact as you sink like a stone Can I have another piece of chocolate cake? Tammy Baker, Tammy Baker Can I buy another cheap Picasso fake? Cheap Picasso, cheap Picasso fake Can I have another piece of chocolate cake? Kathy Straker, boy, could she lose some weight Can I buy another slice of real estate? Liberace must be laughing in his grave Can I have another piece of chocolate cake? Can I have another piece of chocolate cake? Can I have another piece of chocolate cake? (Piece of that thing on the plate)