Parve Songtext
von Rick Moranis

I′ve tasted all the specials
Gone from dish to dish
Closed too many late-night delis
Last call for one more knish
Staring at a bowl of broken bones from every wish
I gotta find a different kind of delicate and delish

Nothing about her's vanilla
She never gets too dark
Never shows a cold shoulder
When this old hot dog starts to bark
She′s rarely got a beef
She never claims a steak
She don't sour easily
She's too cool to shake


Parva, she′s Parva
You can take her anywhere
My Parva, Parva
No one ever cares
Parva, Parva
She goes either way
Parva, Parva
She′s good all day, every day

I knew she was mine
When I read her tattoo
Inside a circle of life
All that was there was a you

She can play each part
But she mocks the role
While the rules get disputed
She don't care which bowl
She is happy hot and cool cold
She′s as certifiable as fool's gold

She′s Parva, Parva
My meat-and-potato days are over
My Parva, Parva
There's no butter in my butterfly
Parva, Parva
I ain′t going back to my Milky Ways
Parva, Parva
Let's blow this cheesy joint forever