Well you know you get the hots for some gal, you just can't stop
Makin' love six times a day better than pork chop
'Cause ones' good as the other and you know what I mean
Some of them like a little bit of fat
Some of them like that meat just a little bit lean

I like gravy on the side with hot and juicy lovin'
Brown sugar on top, sausage warm out of the oven
Sometimes you get to eatin' Lord and you just can't stop
Make me wonder to myself
Why oh why, why did I leave that last pork chop

Well met this fine gal in the choir, she sure could sing
She said come down to my house
I'm gonna give you ham hocks and beans
We devoured each other Lord, her kitchen was smokin' hot
I had to jump up and open a window and I thought to myself
Why did I leave that last pork chop

I have been on a very strict diet of beer and scotch and love
I was offered lunch break specials, but now I'm a fool for her
She'd been serving that pie while I was gone punchin' the clock
I thought about that waitress down at Maxine's and I said to myself
Why did I leave that last pork chop