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I got his wiener in my bun, livin’ his best life
Rollin’ off the grill like it’s Friday night
Ketchup on the run, mustard having fun
Everybody cheer for his wiener in a bun
He was cold in the pants, now he’s feelin’ the heat
Dreamin’ big dreams on a sesame seat
From the ballpark lights to the backyard sun
All rise for his wiener in my bun
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Relish tryin’ to steal the show, onions makin’ eyes cry
Chili came in way too hot, almost crossed the line
Foil wrapper cape, yeah he’s number one
Superhero snack, his wiener in my bun
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I takes a bite, enjoys the slurp, thinkin’ this is great
Then i realizes, damn, that fucking hurt — it’s too damn late
Mustard ran wild, chili went rogue
That wiener fought back like a man-made rogue
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Napkins in a panic, crowd startin’ to laugh
Still goin’ in for more, yeah she’s built like that
Love hurts sometimes, but it’s still fun
That’s life with his wiener in my bun
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Take a bite, hold on tight, don’t let him run
It’s a messy kinda joy, yeah the damage is done
No silver spoon, no fancy fun
Just a legend on a plate — his wiener in my bun 🌭