Squeeze Me Macaroni Lyrics - Mr. Bungle - Mr. Bungle

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, 'cause 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 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