[Verse 1] Rollin’ up at midnight, feelin’ kinda rough, Waffle House is callin’—yeah, I need that greasy stuff. Menu’s lookin’ shiny, my wallet lookin’ thin, But the All Star Special says, “Come on in!” Chorus: Waffy, waffy, eggy, bakey, Hashbrowns smothered, covered, capped, and crazy. Waffy, waffy, eggy, bakey, Heart attack on a plate, but baby, it’s amaze-y. [Verse 2] Waffle’s like a Frisbee, eggs just kinda stare, Bacon’s crispy edges whisper, “Eat me if you dare.” Hashbrowns on the griddle, chaos on my plate, If I don’t regret this meal, then it’s clearly fate. Chorus: Waffy, waffy, eggy, bakey, Hashbrowns smothered, covered, capped, and crazy. Waffy, waffy, eggy, bakey, Calories don’t count when the vibe’s this lazy. [Bridge] Ketchup in my coffee, syrup on my shoe, A fight just broke out, table three’s in the stew. But I’m here for the glory, the All Star delight, Breakfast and a show? Best $8 of my life. Chorus: Waffy, waffy, eggy, bakey, Hashbrowns smothered, covered, capped, and crazy. Waffy, waffy, eggy, bakey, Waffle House forever, it’s trashy but amaze-y. [Outro] Stumbling out the door, my belt’s about to pop, But I’ll be back tomorrow—it’s a never-ending stop. Waffy, waffy, eggy, bakey, Living for the chaos, my diet’s getting shaky.
