Since first we met
I knew my heart was set
To eat you every day
To keep that crave at bay
My wife cooking while in her apron
Yes indeed,40 pieces of bacon
When I smell your sizzling scent
To the kitchen I'm hell bent
For breakfast, on burgers, and even salad
I will sing your epic ballad
Banned by some religions bacon be
Thank God Almighty more bacon for me!
Your flavor there ain't no fakin'
Oh how I love you crispy bacon
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