You’re the cheese on my cracker The cream in my pieThe icing on my cakeThe apple of my eye. You’re the ice in my cubeThe bubble in my gumThe nibble on my lipBefore I taste your tongue Oh can’t you see I love you more than food? You’re balls in my spaghettiI’m the southern fried on your cockYou’re the peanut in my butterAnd stir isveçbahis carrots in my wok A spring in my stepThe grin on my faceCause I iced your pole and My Cherry you glaced. Oh can’t you see I love you more than food? You’re Nutella on my spoonThe butter on my toastThe lamb on my rackAnd gravy on my roast. You’re the meat isveçbahis giriş in my sammich The Mayo on my rye The hot sauce on my steakServed with crispy fries. Oh can’t you see I love you more than food? The sausage in my hotdogOr the burger in my bunPerfect for each other We’ll both weigh a ton. The cork in my isveçbahis yeni giriş bottleThe umbrella in my drinkBanana in my puddin’Is extra tasty don’t you think? Oh can’t you see I love you more than food? You slurped me for breakfastYou ate me for lunch I sucked you for dinnerThen I drank your punch.Oh look, now it’s midnight! It’s time for a snackI’ll suck on your sausage If you play with my rack We can meat in the deliCheck out wieners and things!I’ll make your cock crowWhile you rub my Wingdings Oh can’t you see I love you more than food? © trinket 2013-2015