Don't let that perfectly good baby go to waste

The fresher the bigger the better the taste

A good time in our mind is a bad in yours
While you're at your job we're fucking breaking down your doors
We'll cook your daughter in your kitchen eat her on the spot
Her legs were really tender but the arms were surely not

Medium rare or slightly burnt
An itty bitty dash of salt and pepper couldn't hurt

This one baby sang a song and it went a little something like this

Please don't eat me, please don't eat me
Please don't eat me, let me live
Please don't eat me, please don't eat me
Please don't eat me I'm not yet ripe

Oh baby don't try that shit
I'm eating you either way
I need to decide whether
I want to fry or just sautee

Eating babies for every meal
How do you like the sound of that deal

(growling)


Lyrics submitted by crotchphaes

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