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I'm meatyLook upon my raw meat helmetFull beef living room, girl you can smell itlike a hot bowl of applesauceTopped off with cinnamonPut me out for dinner with a wake like FinneganDoctor says you need more fiber, that's irrelevantNever take advice from a man who's celibateIf you need a bib I got one, come to my cribfor hot bun, it weighs a tonI'm meaty, I'm so very meatyI'm meatyGaze upon my pepperoni precipiceProtein dreams and fatty wishes, your preferenceSingle chicken nugget, one piece, I deliverSwallow a bottle of milk thistle for your liverGrade A, Select, Prime, ChoiceStream of consciousness misunderstood like JoyceCorner to corner, I get the bacon before youAnd put the ham on the table before I bore youI'm like a hot bowl of applesauceLike a hot bowl of applesauceI'm like a hot bowl of applesauceLetras de cancionesI said, girl can you smell my sauceGirl, can you lick it upGirl, can you lick my sauceI said, girl can you lick my applesauceGirl, can you lick it upGirl, can you smell itGirl, can you lick it upCan you lick my applesauceI said, girl do you like my sauceGirl do you like my sauceIt's so meaty From Letras Mania