E.G.G.

Oneday I made a kind of omlette

I don't know can you call it so

How could I apologize to the mother hen

“I confess, I've wasted your own struggle”

Never had such an awful object

And I hope I never do again

Writing 50 times “I should not be so”

I was blue all through the day

Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs

Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, in my brain

Oneday she made a kind of omlette

And I know you gotta call it so

“E.G.G.“”is,for me, the magic spell

And she's a master class witch

What the hell! don't need no status, honor, money,

Or sweet sweet romance

How miserable, to live

A life without eggs

Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs

Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain,

GIMME SOME EGGS!

(breaking eggshells takes you high)

sometimes it lets me feel so dizzy

(breaking eggshells takes you high)

sometimes it makes me mad

Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs

Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain,

Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs

Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain,

Can I tell......!?

GIMME SOME EGGS!