TV Dinners Songtext

von Robert Palmer

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…