T.J. Miller - Bananaise lyrics

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T.J. Miller - Bananaise lyrics

Nick Vatterott Excuse me, are you open? T.J. Miller No, not until ten. Nick But it's 9:59. T.J. Hello, come on in. Is this for here or to go? Nick Please, I'd like to stay T.J. Then grab your hat, (crowbar?), and keys And follow me this way Non-smoking or smoking? Nick Toking- joking, right here is fine T.J. Can I start you off with a box of grape soda wine? Eggs poached, roasted, beaten, broiled, fried or well done There's a note about your past in every single one Nick My face is a food fiend who hasn't fed for fifteen days I gotta get something to break my dietary malaise You see I've had world famous burgers and chili so many ways You got a specialer special to end all specials of all days? Made from bananas, not plantains Mixed in with milk, and juice, and eggs You can enjoy it in many ways It's Bananaise Nick Cheesy puns that are Gouda, I'm Nepal I got more silly food bits than my man "Weird Al" T.J. Banana gun puns, blow the mind of an ape You don't like puns about food, I say that's just grape Nick Top (nozzles/nachos) with the beef I got with this gang We got past tense food like chicken wang T.J. Got a falafel awful waffle that's the real 'what's up' Here, the tea's made of plastic and you drink the cup Nick The way you chug beer is how I sip I make love like I pay for lunch, I put in half the tip T.J. Your barbeque is the pits, mine is outerspace Jamaica-jerk my chicken when I masterbaste Life can be so hard these days With war, and bugs, long lines, and AIDS Before you shoot yourself in the face Try Bananaise Break it down, now Nick Collard green, jelly bean, (castor fruit, robo-squid?) Whipping pong balsamic, reduced like you know it should T.J. 7-upside down, grab a piece of sheet cake, bake Flaked and rubbed, on a sub, open-faced up in this hood Nick Half carafe, a calf clan of milk Hey honey grab that hamburger, help us, it gets my appetite T.J. (Hot core, breaded) peas and ice-cream of wheat, thinly diced Clay pigeon, pizza in, deep dish, panini-nini Nininini nininininini nininininini Nick And now I've lost of back fat, gotta get my fat back Lost of back fat, gotta get my fat back Lost of backpack, gotta get my backpack Lost of back fat, gotta get my fat back Lost of back fat, gotta get my fat back Lost of back fat, gotta get my fat back Lost of back fat, gotta get my fat back NININININI, GOTTA GET MY FAT BACK When the world is wrought with storms and plague And the four horsemen are on rollerblades Before you live your final days Try Bananaise! -

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