Eighth Taco Lament

In my gut now, it's easy to see, no more you need Should have stopped at seven, now I'm prayin', prayin', prayin' [Chorus] To all those tacos that I ate before They're haunting me with every bite (Bite!) (Ooh!) Can't deny it, I should have just said no more Feelin' loaded, like a blimp in flight Caught in the grip of the Taco Night But there's one more, sitting on my plate I'm sayin', sayin', sayin' [Chorus] Just one more taco, make it eight or nine They taste too good to leave behind (Behind!) Gotta loosen up the belt, feel the room grow tight Digestion's in a battle, and it's a losing fight (Fight!) (Ooh!) Vowed to moderation, but my will's not that strong Stomach's singing sour notes to that salsa song I'm cryin', cryin', cryin'