| Chef Biff slipped with a knife and cut his fingers off
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| But there’s more to being a chef than having fingers, Biff
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| Chef Biff I believe you will bounce back fast
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| You will come back stronger, and you will last
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| Chef Biff made a sauce, a sauce so lovely and sweet
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| That everyone stopped in their tracks and licked it off the street
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| Then Chef Biff made a world, a world in which to live
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| A world where having fingers was considered infra dig
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| Biff, Chef Biff
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| Gallop, Biff, with bloody stumps all across the earth
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| Boss of every kitchen across the universe
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| Who needs bloody fingers when you’ve got satay sauce?
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| Henchmen follow orders and history its course
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| Biff, Chef Biff, Chef Biff
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| So collect your severed fingers, mop up your salty tears
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| The world belongs to those who live by ideas
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| Biff, Chef Biff
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| Chef Biff, I believe you will bounce back fast
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| You will come back stronger and you will last
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| You slipped with a knife and cut your fingers off
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| But there’s more to being a chef than having fingers, Biff |