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I eat boys like you for breakfast
Where´s my salt ´n pepa now?
Oregano, basil and thyme
and my Tapatio
I eat boys like you for breakfast
You´ve got a striking physique
Don´t underestimate the hunter
Let's play hide and seek

You came to my island
You stepped on my lawn
You pissed off the dog too
You won´t last ´til dawn
You insulted my mother
Caught you groping my sister
You crapped on my father
Say your last prayers mister

I eat boys like you for breakfast
Where´s my knife and fork now?
Onions, tomeitos, tomatoes
poteitos potatoes

The rabbit was bragging
of how fast he could run
Made a fool of the turtle
chillin´in the sun
The race was on
and the rabbit thought he won
so he fell asleep
Now hear him weep

It´s your chance to repent
for all the days you spent
playing king of the hill
It´s an easy match
but there is just one catch
By now you should know the drill

I eat boys like you for breakfast
Where´s my knife and fork now?
Onions, tomeitos, tomatoes
poteitos potatoes
I eat boys like you for breakfast
Sir, you´ve got a striking physique
Don´t underestimate the hunter
Let´s play hide and seek.

I eat boys like you for breakfast

(Written by Ida Maria Sivertsen & Stefan Törnby)

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