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   You wander the streets   Never reaching the heights that you seek   And the sugar that dripped from the violin's 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   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 7-Eleven (that's right)   And a woman gave birth to a baby and then bowled 257   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?   Can I have another piece of chocolate cake?