Tv Dinners Songtext / Lyric

TV dinners…there's nothin' else to eat

TV dinners…they really can't be beat

I like 'em frozen, but you understand

I throw 'em in and 'wave 'em and I'm a brand new man



Oh, yeah…






TV dinners…they're goin' to my head

TV dinners…my skin is turning red

Twenty-year-old turkey in a thirty-year-old tin

I can't wait 'til tomorrow to thaw one out again



Oh, yeah…



In the night, oh my…

And they sure look fine…



TV dinners…feelin' kinda rough

TV dinners…this one's kinda tough

I like the enchiladas and the teriyaki, too

I even like the chicken…if the sauce is not too blue



In the night, oh, my

And they sure look fine…