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Baby,baby,baby I wanna stew your tomato
Baby,baby,baby I wanna french fry your potato
Baby,baby,baby why don’t you pluck my grapes
Why don’t you peel my banana like a pack of wild apes
I’m your food inuendo guy
Your food inuendo guy
Baby,baby,baby you got honeydew melons
Baby,baby,baby can you see my broccoli swelling
Baby,baby,baby I wanna taste your watercress
I wanna slide my cellery stick up the back of your dress
I’m your food inuendo guy
Your food inuendo guy
What’s wrong baby?
Please don’t go
You’ll miss my carrot cake
And my cream of mushroom
Baby,baby,baby my jalepeno’s red hot
I wanna stuff all of the cabbage you’ve got
I’m your food inuendo guy
Your food inuendo guy(solo)
Baby,baby,baby you got eggplant parmigana
Baby,baby,baby bite my zuchinni if you wanna
I got fresh fruit salad, don’t get it from no can
Your string bean days are over, I’m your cucumber man
I’m your food inuendo guy
Your food inuendo guuuuuuuuuuy
So tasty!
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