Song of Corned Beef

Corned beef, gotta open it,
Corned beef, around and around,
Corned beef, gotta open it,
Corned beef, around and around,

Your tasty smell is immortal, you seem easily digestable.
Junk foods are calling my name,
Nineteen, college girl, living alone.

The backside of the can, the tape is still on the lid,
It's only natural to want to open it.

Corned beef, gotta open it,
Corned beef, around and around,
Corned beef, gotta open it,
Corned beef, around and around,

(bass solo)

Hey, in the first place,
Where is the corn beef (do they actually sell it?)
I looked around every shelf, but found only everything else.

Around the corned beef (around and around)
Spinning around in my imagination（illusion）
It melts in your mouth like snow.

Corned beef, gotta open it,
Corned beef, around and around,
Corned beef, gotta open it,
Corned beef, around and around,