Need Some Spam
by Tom Lindaman
April 28, 1992
Shoppin' here, I'm shoppin' there
I'm looking for the can.
There's nothing I need, nothing I want
To make me feel like a man.
I need it quick and I need it bad
Or else I will waste away
That's why I need that mystery meat
Each and every day.
CHORUS
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OOO, I need some Spam
I said, I need some SPAM
OOO, I need some Spam
Packed tight with that funky clear jam
Driving here, I'm driving there
I've been searching for about a week.
'Cause no store in my town carries the stuff
And people think I'm a freak.
Well, I need some Spam to keep me alive
'Cause it's all I eat all day
I like it fried or boiled or baked or zapped
And many other ways.