Mr.Bungle 3.-Squeeze me Macaroni Lyrics:
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
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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
bologna

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
Lyrics: 3.-Squeeze me Macaroni, Mr.Bungle [end]