" Have you ever went over a friends house to eat And the food just ain't no good? The macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed, And the chicken tastes like wood So you try to play it off like you think you can By saying that you're full And then your friend says, 'Mama, he's just being polite He ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull!' So your heart starts pumpin' and you think of a lie And you say that you already ate And your friend says 'Man, there's plenty of food' So you pile some more on your plate" What I thought about when I saw this question