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Here we go to the Tasty FreezeOr maybe Dairy QueenIf so, then better lock the gloveThere's something in there the old man lovesTo break it out with a muffled shoutA shout of glee and it comes outThe dreaded spoon, the dreaded spoonLord help us, it's the dreaded spoonWell, hide your cookies and hide your cakesWhat he giveths, away he takesHe keep on scoopin' till you taste just greatSo better not turn your head awayIt's gone, gone, goneThey're gone, gone, goneTo the dreaded spoonSays he doesn't want a thingHe's not hungry, he says with a tiny winkWe come back with a big ol' coneAnd he makes his move and we all moanWearing out your ice cream cakeSpilling sprinkles in his wakeLetras de cancionesThe dreaded spoon, the dreaded spoonLord help us, the dreaded spoonWell, hide your cakes and Sunday piesApple fritters and curly friesNuts and cherries piled so highJust one swipe and it's say goodbyeYes, bye, bye, byeThey're gone, gone, goneGone, gone, goneTo the dreaded spoonWell, hide your cakes and Sunday piesApple fritters and curly friesNuts and cherries piled so highJust one swipe and it's say goodbyeYes, bye, bye, byeThey're gone, gone, goneGone, gone, goneTo the dreaded spoon From Letras Mania