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C-H-E-E-S-E
Cheese
Cheese
Cheese
C-H-E-E-S-E
Cheese
Cheese
I love cheese, but its plain to see
That cheese, doesn�t love me
I am such a fool in love
I just cannot get enough
But it�s an unrequited love
I can feel it in my guts
I spend the nights, tossing and turning
My stomach is churning
My heart is a-burning
My nightmares are turning upon me and shame me
To drive me insane, oh the pain, I complain on my brain
And I wake up, with sweat on my brow
I know I gotta give it up and I must do it now
But instead in the morning when my wife is gone
I find myself back on cheeseworld.com
And I know that it�s wrong but I�m soon navigating
To real mature stuff and skanky old ladies
Feeding my fetish for fettered old fetta
Photos of friesian on beds of bruschetta
The more they smell the more they swing
The faster the speed my mouth gets wet oh god
Oh god
J'adore le fromage,
mais le fromage n'est pas adore me.
Rien, je ne regrette rien, except perhaps last night's half-wheel of post-midnight brie.
Trying to replace my fon-do�s with fon-don�ts
Trying to develop strength of will, but I know that I won�t
I have found love is never fair
We should be such a marvellous pair
But each time I bring her home she goes, renders me comatose
Leaves me with self loathing slumped on my chair
I cannot camen-bear it anymore
E-damn you ?
Everytime I lead you through the door
I end up curled up on the floor
Oh god my poor heart is too sore, so no more
But before I give you up, I just need one more tiny taste
To leave you like this, would be a criminal waste
Just one more tiny taste, darling please
Just one more little slither of C-H-E-E-S-E
Cheese
Cheese
Cheese, cheese, cheese
Cheese
That cheese, doesn�t love me
I am such a fool in love
I just cannot get enough
But it�s an unrequited love
I can feel it in my guts
My stomach is churning
My heart is a-burning
My nightmares are turning upon me and shame me
To drive me insane, oh the pain, I complain on my brain
And I wake up, with sweat on my brow
I know I gotta give it up and I must do it now
But instead in the morning when my wife is gone
I find myself back on cheeseworld.com
To real mature stuff and skanky old ladies
Feeding my fetish for fettered old fetta
Photos of friesian on beds of bruschetta
The more they smell the more they swing
The faster the speed my mouth gets wet oh god
mais le fromage n'est pas adore me.
Rien, je ne regrette rien, except perhaps last night's half-wheel of post-midnight brie.
Trying to develop strength of will, but I know that I won�t
I have found love is never fair
We should be such a marvellous pair
But each time I bring her home she goes, renders me comatose
Leaves me with self loathing slumped on my chair
E-damn you ?
Everytime I lead you through the door
I end up curled up on the floor
Oh god my poor heart is too sore, so no more
To leave you like this, would be a criminal waste
Just one more tiny taste, darling please
Just one more little slither of C-H-E-E-S-E
Cheese
Cheese
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"The worse they smell, the more they sweat" "J'adore le fromage". "Except perhaps last night's half wheel of post midnight double cream brie, trying to replace my fondue's with fon-don'ts." "Leaves me self-loathing, slumped on my chair"
"I cannot Camenbert it anymore" "Edan you mon amour" "Just one more little sliver of C-H-E-E-S-E"
Thanks, this one was a tad hard to make out :)
Thanks, this one was a tad hard to make out :)
"J'adore le fromage, mais le fromage n'est pas adore me. Rien, je ne regrette rien, except perhaps last night's half-wheel of post-midnight brie."
"J'adore le fromage, mais le fromage n'est pas adore me. Rien, je ne regrette rien, except perhaps last night's half-wheel of post-midnight brie."
Thankee kindly. All complete. :)
Thankee kindly. All complete. :)
This song is about Tim Minchin's love for musical comedy and nothing more.