Asian Confusion - Rick Moranis

Let’s order in like we do every week

We can eat everything from containers

Speed dial five, I thank God I’m alive

It’s an Erev Monday morning no-brainer

Let’s order in from the regular place

It will be here in less than half an hour

How 'bout we get all the usual things

You are wonton, I’m always hot and sour

Sunday night Chinese food

Everything is greasy good

Don’t worry God is in Church all day today

Once a week is understood

I can’t believe it is already here

Maybe they’re not that busy, wonder why

I’ll get some cash, get the door, what’s the tip

Is he new or the usual guy

Sunday night Chinese food

Ending the week a perfect way

It’s the only thing Chinese that God likes to make

Right here in the USA

What is this dish, looks like squid in its ink

Lobster sauce, jumbo shrimp, crispy pork

This is not our food, call them back, where’s the bill

It’s for someone in the building named Schwartz

They probably got our Chinese food

Everything we ordered greasy good

Sometimes even God gets things the wrong way

Now and then is understood

I’ll get the door, it must be the guy again

To switch bags, give us our proper food

Look it’s the people from 23B

All this time I thought they were kosher too

Come in sit down, we have nice paper plates

We don’t ask, we don’t tell, have some soda

This is our place, yes, we’ve seen you around

We knew your mother, she looked a lot like Yoda

Sunday night Chinese food

Our weekly observant exclusion

God will be happy that we had you in our home

A bashert little Asian confusion

Sunday night

Sunday night

Sunday night

Sunday night