Squeeze Me Macaroni [explicit]
Mr. Bungle
I wanna lock Betty Crocker in the kitchen
And knock her upper during supper
Clutter up her butter gutter, said
Hostess Ding Dong wrapped an eggroll around my wong
While Dolly Madison proceeded 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, 'cause here I come
I'm gonna get you all sticky with my Bubble Yum, yep
Knick knack paddy whack
And give your dog a bone, baby
Knick knack paddy whack
And give your dog a bone, baby
I was giving some head
To some french bread
It was a four course orgy
On the spread of my bed
French kissing french fries
In my Fruit of the Looms
I get deeper penetration
With a fork and a spoon
I got yogurt meatloaf smeared all over my ass
I stick my weenie 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 dooper, pooper scooper
Loop de loop, a-chicken coop, shoot some hoops
Top sirloin from the groin, topped with dick cheese
Sneeze, wheeze from the skeez disease, wooh!
Knick knack paddy whack
And give your dog a bone, baby
Knick knack paddy whack
And give your dog a bone, baby
Take a dump, baby
Squirt some gravy
Pour some sugar on me, honey
Make it brown and runny!
Give a little Flavor Flav
Back from the grave
Gonna burn some toast
Pump some humping rump roast
Knick knack paddywhack, jump in the sack, in fact
Jerk the smack and crack Jack from the back
Bananarama or ramabanana
Fucking Barry Manilow on the Copacabana
Squeeze me macaroni
Slop your face with my bologna
Squeeze me macaroni
Slop your face with my bologna
Squeeze me macaroni
Slop your face with my bologna
Squeeze me macaroni
Slop your face with my—
You gotta syphon the spinach, you gotta cream the corn
Sperm scrambles the eggs and a meal is born
Cooking like a beginner, but I'm going up in her
I had Fritos for lunch I'm having bush for dinner
Chef Boyardee and the Three Musketeers
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 paddy whack
And give your dog a boner, baby
Knick knack paddy whack
And give your dog a boner, baby
We came to pottie
We came to pottie down your throat
We came to pottie
We came to pottie down your throat