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Heartburn
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I let the hotdog slip onto the floor
And watched it gayly bouncing out the door
And heard it yell "Baby, please don't get sore,
"But I ain't comin' back no more."
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And then the lemons started rolling `round
They said something `bout being homeward bound
And with their dispositions bright and gay
They packed their bags and rolled away.
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And then the kitchen seemed to come alive.
The whole house started rockin' from side to side
Everything from the peanuts to the steaks
Put on their coats and went away.
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Sometimes I sit and wonder `bout that day
When all my food stood up and went away
I miss them more that I could ever say
I wish I'd tried to make them stay.
