There is a reason you see

That I'm thicker in the middle

I could blame it on a bad knee

Maybe just a little

I could blame it on my blue jeans

Or that my wife is such a fine chef

My metabolism's changing

But I haven't told you why yet



It's a magical, mysterious

Hispanically ambiguous glaze



What is that white stuff on my nachos?

It's too thin for melted cheese

It's too thick to be just milk

So won't somebody tell me please?

What is that white stuff I'm consuming?

Cause it's so consuming me



Well you know they'll never tell you

Cause then they'd have to kill you

There's a mother load of cheese juice

That they found at machu pichu

At the temple of the Incas

There's fountain flowing cheese dip

Then they smuggled it to Texas

Then they tricked us with the free chips



It's mind control

In a salsa bowl

I'm not even sure I remember how I got here



Well, give me some of that white stuff on my nachos

It's too thin for melted cheese

It's too thick to be just milk

And it's a blonde consistency

What is that white stuff I'm consuming?

Cause it's so consuming me



So this is sorta a love song

It's a kind of confession

As for me you see I'm long gone

So consider this a lesson

They wanna make us into zombies

Lurch into la hacienda

To gobble up the chimichangis

That isn't how you want to end up

But Mexico remembers the Alamo

And the ghost of monte zuma's on the move



It's takin over with the white stuff on my nachos

It's too thin for melted cheese

It's too thick to be just milk

So won't somebody tell me please?

What is that white stuff I'm consuming?

Cause it's so consuming me

What is that white stuff won't somebody tell me please?

What is that white stuff won't somebody tell me please?

What is that white stuff, I don't care just pass the cheese