V1
Be it buffet or Thanksgiving feast
Sometimes at certain meals I tend to eat a lot of thangs.
Had potatoes, ham, chicken gizzard & some turkey parts
Then the beans and asparagus went off & made me fart.
There was gravy baked beans, okra, and yams
But I just can’t recall corn being part of the plan.

CH
Digestion’s a funny thing don’tcha know?
Sometimes while finishin’ up, it’s hard not to notice as I glance in the bowl.
It ain't a thought I wanna explore,
But after thinkin back, I can't help but react
By singing, I don’t remember eatin’ corn.

V2
On the cob creamed, or niblet, it’s in my teeth
Having diverticulitis my friend don’t have to deal with this kinda thing.
You got the yellow, white, & indian varieties
To plant, fertilize then pick & shuck. Oh Lord, please save the bees.
I’m a throughway just a conduit for corn
It’s fiber passin on through, makes me wanna boil some more!

CH2 - Same

Outro
It’s not like swallowing coins, why can’t that stuff digest?
I don’t remember eatin’ corn.
I DID have corn on the cob, but it was a week ago at Cracker Barrell!
Lemme tell ya buddy, I don’t remember eatin’ corn.
I took a peek, and now I can’t look away! You knew this song was about poop just from the title, didnt ya!?
Everybody! I don’t remember eatin’ corn.
ONE more time, I don’t remember eatin’ corn.