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CHEWY IN THE MIDDLE

There's a blow-up girl inside my house
but no one's there to use it
Can't recall her name at all
I will never lose it
Itchy on the edges, caffeine-filled and supercharged
Don't forget to write me, tell me how you like it
Crunchy on the outside, chewy in the middle
Chewy in the middle

Mixed mineral and vegetable: got a silver orange
Animal and mechanical, got a real fur door hinge
Then I dug a donkey pit, caught something in that ass hole
But that mule was crafty: he knew how to burrow
Crunchy on the outside, chewy in the middle
Chewy in the middle

The wind will wind the wound to wound
A rose grows in a row
Tie or take a bow or bow, a row rose at the show
Read like lead and read like lead
Slop the sow and sow the seed
Invalid was the invalid
I refuse his refuse
Crunchy on the outside, chewy in the middle
Crunchy on the outside, but chewy in the middle
Chewy in the middle
Chewy in the middle
so fucking chewy in the middle

CHEWY IN THE MIDDLE

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