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II. VENUS |
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III. SUGAR SUGAR |
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Sponge cake |
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Ah, creamy filling |
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You are my sugar high! |
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And you got me wanting goo |
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Crave it |
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Ah, microwave it |
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Twinkies go dynamite! |
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Lovely phallic symbols too |
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One! Two! Three! |
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IV! NO REPLY |
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They say you're getting round |
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'Cause you keep sucking down |
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Chocodi-i-i-iles |
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I'll never blame you, though |
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'Cause under that co-coa |
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They're Twinkies |
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V. I'LL BE BACK |
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I hear |
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Twinkies last a billion years |
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No expiration date |
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They found |
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Twinkies six miles underground |
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They had to carbon-date |
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VI. DRIVE MY CAR |
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Asked the buzz what it wanted to eat |
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The buzz said baby, Hostess treats |
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Are bitchin' for munchies - yo dude there's no doubt |
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But something 'bout snack cakes freaks me out: |
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Turn your Twinkie upside-down! |
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See the side that's flat and brown? |
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Three white eyeballs stare you down! |
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Too much like a stoplight... |
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VII. DO YOU WANT TO KNOW A SECRET |
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Frinkie |
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That is short for frozen Twinkie |
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Once you've tried one you will know |
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Whoa-oo-wo-oh - |
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Freasure |
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Frozen-pleasure me my dear |
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Kinky smile from ear to ear |
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Try 'em deep-fried too |
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Whew-oo-oo-oo! |
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VIII. WE CAN WORK IT OUT |
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Out on Easter Island |
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Monolithic icons hail the Twinkie gods of yore |
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Pyramids and Stonehenge |
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Doubtless served as hostess points for UFOs galore |
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Twinkies filled the hold |
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Twinkies, blood, and gold |
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IX. I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER |
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I - met you on eBay - thought I'd won that bid |
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And nabbed the lunchbox of Twinkie the Kid |
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But you did! |
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La-a-ame! |
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X. NOWHERE MAN |
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He's a real Zingers fan |
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Duped by Dolly Mad-i-san |
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XI. YOU'RE GOING TO LOSE THAT GIRL |
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You're saturated fat |
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(Force-feed me saturated fat) |
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An understaa-ted fact |
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(Butt loads of sad-you-ate-it fat) |
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My heart is ca-a-a-a-a-aked - with - plaque! |
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(Trans-fatty Twinkie-cake-ed flak!) |
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XII. STARS ON 45 |
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Three hundred Twinkie cals |
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Keep on burning in your bowels |
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No part of it's refined - but sugar till you're blind |
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But cut off my supply and I will die-hi-hi-hie! |
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Oo-yummy-oo-nummy-oo-in-my-tummy-oo |
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Oo-yummy-oo-numb-me-oo-in-my-tummy-oo |
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XIII. POSTMORTEM |
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Forgive me, Wallace Stevens; |
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I know Beatle accents |
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And lucid, inescapable rhythms, |
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But here the bawds of euphony |
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Offer no "Blackbird." |
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So can I buy you a Twinkie? |
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