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Mr. Bungle
Squeeze Me Macaroni


I wanna lock betty crocker in the kitchen
and knock her upper during supper
clutter up her butter gutter
hostess ding dong wrapped an eggroll around my wong
while dolly madison proceded to ping my pong
your milky way is mand'nand'm in your britches
and iand'll tell you baby ruth it looks mighty delicious
keep blowing my gum, cuz here i come
iand'm gonna get you all sticky with my bubble yum
Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a bone, baby
I was givinand' some head to some french bread
it was a four course orgy on the spread of my bed
french kissinand' french fries in my fruit of the looms
i get deeper penetration with a fork and a spoon
I got yogurt meat loaf smeared all over my ass
i stick my weiner in two buns and and then give it the gas
sour cream from my spleen into levi jeans
gonna bust the seams with my refried beans
Ronald mcdonald just loves to be fondled
with big mac heand'll fuck it like a chicken mcnugget
colonel sanders wants to goose grannyand's loose caboose
heand's gonna give her a boost with that kentucky fried juice
sooper doop poop scoop, loop de loop, chicken coop
shoot some hoop, top sirloin from the groin
topped with dick cheese, sneeze, wheeze,
from the skeez disease, wooi!
Take a dump, baby, squirt some gravy
pour some sugar on me, honey, make it brown and runny
give a little flavor flav, back from the grave
gonna burn some toast, pump some humpinand' rump roast
Knick knack paddywhack, jump in the sack, in fact
jerk the smack and crack jack from the back
bananarama or ramabanana
fuckinand' barry manilow on the copa cabana
Squeeze me macaroni, slop your face with my bologna
You gotta syphon the spinach, you gotta cream the corn
sperm scrambles the eggs and a meal is born
cookinand' like a beginner, but iand'm goinand' up in her
i had fritos for lunch iand'm havinand' bush for dinner
chef boyardee and the three muskateers
shove charleston chews in their rears like queers
andquot;holy moly, guacamole!andquot; said my chips ahoy
iand'm gonna pinch a ravioli on the pillsbury dough boy
Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a boner, baby
We came to pottie...we came to pottie down your throat
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