I like cheese,
more cheese, please.
I always cut my own cheese,
but not like farting though.
Cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese.
For me, me, me, me.
Mozzarella, Cheddar, Monterey Jack, yeah.
Parmesan, Brie, Gouda, blah.
What do I put on my bread?
Cheese!
What do I put on my crackers?
Cheese!
What do I put on my pizza?
Cheese!
What do I put on my face?
CHEEEEEESE!
I like cheese,
more cheese, please.
I always cut my own cheese,
but not like farting though.
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