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Cheeseburger Lyrics
I want a hamburger
I want a slab of rare beef with blood streaking from
it
Because that's the way I like it
I don't want an ordinary
burger
I want a super burger
Not a quarter pounder, not a half
pounder, not a three quarter pounder
I want a real Whopper
Give me
a pound of raw meat
With flies chasing after it
I wanna eat
it all
I wanna put the whole thing in my mouth...
I want it
with all the works too:
Mustard, ketchup, onions, relish, tomatoes,
lettuce
And bring me horseradish and a bottle of Tobasco
Because I
like my burgers hot and spicy
Then get the cheese:
I'll take
some American cheese, Cheddar cheese, Limburger cheese, Pepper cheese
And
mix it all together 'cause I like a little variety in my meal
And cheese
is as American as apple pie
I wanna eat it all
I wanna put
the whole thing in my mouth...
Until every bit is chewed,
swallowed and rolling and turning in my stomach
I'm going to hold it back
in my stomach
And wait until I meet a man-Just the right man
You
know...the man wearing a flannel suit
And the pinpoint Oxford shirt from
Brooks Brothers
With a paisley tie
Who looks at me with lust in his
eyes
And thinks he is the conqueror of the Earth
Because he's
moderately successful and uptight
And I'm going to puke it out all over
him
On his tie and on his shirt and on his suit
And I won't stop
puking all over him
Until he admits
That his love and his lust
and his god
Are living in his crotch
And he realizes who and what
his creator is
And why he is looking at me with lust in his eyes
I also want a diet Coke
And some french fries too
I wanna eat it all
I wanna put the whole thing in my mo
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