Don't Shit Where You Eat

Don’t you ever think of me
When you’re outside strolling
Don’t you ever wave the flag
When we’re rockin' and rollin'
Don’t shit where you eat, my friend
Who said it was hard to climb
A peak that you can’t see
I tell you it’s an easy thing
When it’s you and me
But don’t shit where you eat, my friend
A little food and a little drink, uh-huh
Nothin' too fancy
Lamb, veal, and some good old wine
This is the life for me
But don’t shit where you eat, my friend
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
Don’t shit where you eat, my friend