Sour Cream Songtext
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My name is Patrick Spudnut, photographer by trade.
I've traveled this world over, some think I got it made.
But while I film the world of fashion,
I really have a secret passion.
I spend all my cash on sour cream.
Yes, while I film the world of fashion,
I really have a secret passion,
I spend all my cash on sour cream.
Sour cream forever, emblazoned on my heart
But if I ramble now and then
You know I will return again
Because I can't forget you, sour cream.
Yes, if I ramble now and then
You know I will return again
Because I can't forget you, sour cream
Sour cream, in salad or in soup
With you inside me I can really loop the loop the loop
Civilization will flower
Black, brown, and white can have cow power.
When we all have plenty of sour cream.
Civilization will flower
Black, brown, and white can have cow power.
When we all have plenty of sour cream
You know I can't forget you; I told you from the start.
I've traveled this world over, some think I got it made.
But while I film the world of fashion,
I really have a secret passion.
I spend all my cash on sour cream.
Yes, while I film the world of fashion,
I really have a secret passion,
I spend all my cash on sour cream.
Sour cream forever, emblazoned on my heart
But if I ramble now and then
You know I will return again
Because I can't forget you, sour cream.
Yes, if I ramble now and then
You know I will return again
Because I can't forget you, sour cream
Sour cream, in salad or in soup
With you inside me I can really loop the loop the loop
Civilization will flower
Black, brown, and white can have cow power.
When we all have plenty of sour cream.
Civilization will flower
Black, brown, and white can have cow power.
When we all have plenty of sour cream
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