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Your love is like greasy fried noodlesInstantly gratifying - makes me want to come back for moreYou fill me up and I'm hungry an hour laterGot to have another serving - give me a sweet encoreCome on over for some barbequed porkI want to get you on my fork and then I'm gonna swallow you wholeWant to baste you on both sides get you nice and tenderWant you to melt in my mouth - give me a sensory overloadRing the dinner bell, I'm starving to deathRing the dinner bell, I'm starving to deathSometimes you're a little like shake and bake chickenA little hard on the outside but so soft withinI bite through your coating and you ooze all over meI feel just like a pig with your juice running down my chinRing the dinner bell, I'm starving to deathRing the dinner bell, I'm starving to deathFor dessert how about a nice piece of your cherry pieWith some whipped cream on it, that would taste so unrealAfter we're done I see you sucking on a cigaretteYou know there's nothing like a smoke after a good hearty mealRing the dinner bell, I'm starving to deathRing the dinner bell, I'm starving to death
Your love is like greasy fried noodlesInstantly gratifying - makes me want to come back for moreYou fill me up and I'm hungry an hour laterGot to have another serving - give me a sweet encoreCome on over for some barbequed porkI want to get you on my fork and then I'm gonna swallow you wholeWant to baste you on both sides get you nice and tenderWant you to melt in my mouth - give me a sensory overloadRing the dinner bell, I'm starving to deathRing the dinner bell, I'm starving to deathSometimes you're a little like shake and bake chickenA little hard on the outside but so soft withinI bite through your coating and you ooze all over meI feel just like a pig with your juice running down my chinRing the dinner bell, I'm starving to deathRing the dinner bell, I'm starving to deathFor dessert how about a nice piece of your cherry pieWith some whipped cream on it, that would taste so unrealAfter we're done I see you sucking on a cigaretteYou know there's nothing like a smoke after a good hearty mealRing the dinner bell, I'm starving to deathRing the dinner bell, I'm starving to death