The Yogurt Flies Straight From My Brother

A jazz-funk march in Bb sung to My Bonnie.
== Lyrics ==
* The yogurt flies straight from my brother.
* The peaches zoom toward me from sis.
* When she gets home, I bet my mother
* Says we cannot food fight like this!
* Food fight! Food fight!
* There's food on the tables and chairs-and chairs!
* Food fight! Food fight!
* I've got meatloaf inside my hair!
* My brother flicks peas with his fork and
* They zip down my shirt with a splat.
* Next, I see a big piece of pork land
* On my head like it's a new hat!
* Food fight! Food fight!
* Clean up, there is no time to spare, to spare!
* Food fight! Food fight!
* Got carrots in my underwear!
* We're having so much fun food fighting.
* I yell for one more ice cream bomb.
* It soars down the hall to the front door
* And into the face of our mom!
* Food fight! Food fight!
* There are no food fights for me, for me!
* Food fight! Food fight!
* I'm grounded 'til age 23!
Category:Songs
Category:Silly Dilly