[Intro]

[Verse]

[Spoken word male]

Hahaha, o boy I could go for a pickle right about now.

[spoken word female]

Here’s your burger extra pickles

[spoken word male]

Um excuse me, I need a full pickle not these pickle chips. you see…

Hahaha

[Verse 1]

I need a full size pickle

To fill me full of glee

Not these dinky pickle chips,

They’re just too hard to see.

You see a full pickle feels just right

In the palm of my big hands

And the way it eases down my gullet

With no ulterior plans.

[Pre Chorus]

I’m not saying it’s just the shape

But frankly it feels just right

The way it goes in make no mistake

And how it feels when I take a bite

It is full and cylindrical

And fits in one large gulp

Don’t call me a dirty animal

Just because I like it’s sculpt

[Chorus]

Ok I eat it for the shape

It’s not about the taste

I eat it for the shape

And I eat in great haste

I eat it for the shape

I don’t care about nutrients

I don’t care about how it looks

When I get that girthy, tubular

Food easing down my throat

I eat it for the shape.

[Verse]

I need a yellow banana

To fill me full of glee,

Not these tiny plantain slivers,

They’re just too small for me.

You see a full-sized yellow fruit feels right

In the palm of my big hands,

And the way it slides down my gullet

Tells everyone of my plans

[Pre Chorus]

I’m not saying it’s just the shape

But frankly it feels just right

The way it goes in make no mistake

And how it feels when I take a bite

It is full and cylindrical

And fits in one large gulp

Don’t call me a dirty animal

Just because I like it’s sculpt

[Chorus]

Ok I eat it for the shape

It’s not about the taste

I eat it for the shape

And I eat in great haste

I eat it for the shape

I don’t care about nutrients

I don’t care about how it looks

When I get that girthy, tubular

Food easing down my throat

I eat it for the shape.

[verse]

I need a hot, greasy bratwurst

A sweaty meaty treat,

Not dinky cocktail weenies,

Or the pigs in their blankies.

You see a thick and juicy link feels right

slipped between my fluffy buns

And the way it torpedoes down my throat

Is only half the fun

[Pre Chorus]

I’m not saying it’s just the shape

But frankly it feels just right

The way it goes in make no mistake

And how it feels when I take a bite

It is full and cylindrical

And fits in one large gulp

Don’t call me a dirty animal

Just because I like it’s sculpt

[Chorus]

Ok I eat it for the shape

It’s not about the taste

I eat it for the shape

And I eat in great haste

I eat it for the shape

I don’t care about nutrients

I don’t care about how it looks

When I get that girthy, tubular

Food easing down my throat

I eat it for the shape.