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Twinkie King
Parody of Fleetwood Mac's 'Silver Springs', want some REALLY bad pick up lines? Try this on for size.
Take charge
About the song
I'm not 100% sure where the idea for this one hit me, but it did, and as I was writing it I was getting a good laugh from it, so I figured I must have done something right:)
Lyrics
I could be your Twinkie King
Soft crust, sweet cream filling
Warm and moist I'll make you scream
Your big Ding Dong, I'm so thrilling
So I'll sing you this ditty
Corny but, I'll fill you
Baby please be my Ho Ho
So Cup Cakes, please be my boo
Choc'late, topped with icing
Be my little donut hole
If you're full, you must hate me now--woah
You may think I am nutty
Like a bowl of fresh cashews
Honey, grow on me like mold
Green mold
And you may need a soft oven mitt
Can you handle all my rolls
I'm trying to flirt with you but you just laugh at me
I'll be your sugar baby but you think I'm crazy
I wannabe your Snickers Bar, but you want to melt me
I know I'd satisfy you, but you are not hungry
I'm crunchy like mounds, it's profound--yes I really adore you
(Let me be your man!)
I'm twisted and bound all around like a pretzel for you boo
(Let me be your food!)
Love you like Milk Duds, be my Fudge, and you know I will be true
(I don't make much sense)
I'll be your Milky Way, someday cravings will start inside you
Soft crust, sweet cream filling
Warm and moist I'll make you scream
Your big Ding Dong, I'm so thrilling
So I'll sing you this ditty
Corny but, I'll fill you
Baby please be my Ho Ho
So Cup Cakes, please be my boo
Choc'late, topped with icing
Be my little donut hole
If you're full, you must hate me now--woah
You may think I am nutty
Like a bowl of fresh cashews
Honey, grow on me like mold
Green mold
And you may need a soft oven mitt
Can you handle all my rolls
I'm trying to flirt with you but you just laugh at me
I'll be your sugar baby but you think I'm crazy
I wannabe your Snickers Bar, but you want to melt me
I know I'd satisfy you, but you are not hungry
I'm crunchy like mounds, it's profound--yes I really adore you
(Let me be your man!)
I'm twisted and bound all around like a pretzel for you boo
(Let me be your food!)
Love you like Milk Duds, be my Fudge, and you know I will be true
(I don't make much sense)
I'll be your Milky Way, someday cravings will start inside you
