Lyrics

[Intro: John King] This is "I'm Not Stewing Steak" [Verse 1] Down by the bus stop, he's waiting for a bus He sees this female person; she looked nice enough He said, "Would you like to hold up my weekend?" He said, "Would you like to hold up my weekend?" But all she said was [Chorus] I'm not meat (I'm not meat) I'm not meat I'm not meat (Don't treat me like meat) I'm not meat I'm not meat (I'm not meat) I'm not meat [Verse 2] She didn't know what to say to this, he was confused He didn't know why she had to be so obtuse He said once again, "Would you like to hold up my weekend?" He said once again, "Would you like to hold up my weekend?" But all she said was [Chorus] I'm not meat (I'm not meat) I'm not meat I'm not meat (I'm not meat) I'm not meat I'm not meat (I'm not meat) I'm not meat [Verse 3] He didn't know what to say to this She's certainly no conversationalist We talk about the weather and we talk about the heat We talk about the sunshine, we talk about my week We talk about the country, how it's going to the dogs We talk about my [?] town and how it's [?] We talk about my mother, how she's feeling really ill We talk about my illness and I show her all my pills [Chorus] Ooh, ooh Ahh, Ahh (Ahh, Ahh) Ooh, ooh Ahh, Ahh Ooh, ooh I'm not meat I'm not meat I'm not meat [Chorus] Ooh, ooh (I'm not meat) Ahh, Ahh Ooh, ooh (Don't treat me like meat ) Ahh, Ahh Ooh, ooh (Oh, treat me like a human being) Ahh, Ahh