Did I ask you to shake my pepper shaker?
I ask for over-easy and I come up scrambled
like a fucking Denny's breakfast
With your big juicy hunk of sausage
in her filthy mouth
Filthy blue eyes
Did I ask you to chop my chopsticks?
I came up like a fucking stir fry
and crab ragoon twinkies
With your gooey white filling in the middle
Blow me fucking harder!
Did I ask for gratitude?
No
No, no
Drink up my lithium salts
Manic depressive bi-Polish sausage
Hashbrowns and McGriddles
My medical diagnosis is a breakfast food
Did I ask you to pop my popcorn
And butter me up
Like you smoothed her over with margarine
A fucking danish roll
I think I may vomit
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