And you don't roll around in the mud when we go out.

You're trying hard not to show it, (piggy).

But piggy, piggy I know it...
 
 
 
 

You've lost that lovin' feeling,

Whoa, that ham and bacon,

You've lost that lovin' feeling,

Now it's gone...gone...gone...wooooooh.
 
 
 
 

Now there's no curly spring in your tail when I reach for you.

And you're starting to make me hungry for pork chops too.

It makes me just feel like crying, (piggy).

'Cause piggy, someday soon you'll be frying.
 
 
 
 

You lost that lovin' feeling,

I want some ham and bacon,

You've lost that lovin' feeling,

Now it's gone...gone...gone...woooooah
 
 
 
 

Piggy, piggy, I get down on my knees for you.

If you would only snort, snort like you used to do, yeah.

I want some ribs.. some Spam.. some sweet and sour pork.

So I'll trade.. trade.. trade flowers for a fork.
 
 
 
 

Bring back that squirming piggy,

Wash him down with a Biggie

Bring back that squirming piggy,

For my meal.. meal.. meal..

Hear him squeal.. squeal.. squeal..

Whoa-oh-oh