Mr. Bungle - Squeeze Me Macaroni lyrics

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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 M'n'M in your britches

And I'll tell you Baby Ruth it looks mighty delicious

Keep blowing my gum, cuz here I come

I'm gonna get you all sticky with my Bubble Yum

Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a bone, baby

I was givin' some head to some french bread

It was a four course orgy on the spread of my bed

French kissin' 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 he'll fuck it like a Chicken McNugget

Colonel Sanders wants to goose Granny's loose caboose

He'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 & runny

Give a little Flavor Flav, back from the grave

Gonna burn some toast, pump some humpin' rump roast

Knick knack paddywhack, jump in the sack, in fact

Jerk the smack and crack Jack from the back

Bananarama or ramabanana

Fuckin' Barry Manilow on the Copa Cabana

Squeeze me macaroni, slop your face with my bolony

You gotta syphon the spinach, you gotta cream the corn

Sperm scrambles the eggs and a meal is born

Cookin' like a beginner, but I'm goin' up in her

I had Fritos for lunch I'm havin' bush for dinner

Chef Boyardee and the Three Muskateers

Shove Charleston Chews in their rears like queers

"Holy moly, guacamole!" said my Chips Ahoy

I'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