Yummy! – Lily Allen

I can hear a grumble in the corner of the room
It’s calling me and getting louder, I can feel impending doom
I try to concentrate on something else
But it teases me so easily and then
I find it’s ever so sensational, it’s almost gravitational
The way it pulls me over, well, it’s insatiable
It’s too inviting, too exciting
Refrigerator one, Bridget null
Its just too

Yummy!
Yummy, yummy, scrummy
It’s so low for me
It’s not right but I can’t help myself (YUMMY!)
Yummy!
Yummy in my tummy
Might seem quite funny
But we all know that soon I won’t be low

I like to spend my evening on the sofa in pajamas
I like reading magazines and books by Dali Lamas
What I really like to do is turn the telly on and scarf my face
It’s never unconditional, fudge is not nutritional nor is full fat cola
Häagen-Dasz with chocolate chips are emigrating to my hips
Refrigerator two, Bridget null
It’s just too

Yummy!
Yummy, yummy, scrummy
It’s so low for me
It’s not right but I can’t help myself (YUMMY!)
Yummy!
Yummy in my tummy
Might seem quite funny
But we all know that soon I won’t be low

Yummy!
Yummy, yummy, scrummy
It’s so low for me
It’s not right but I can’t help myself (YUMMY!)
Yummy!