Bossadelic ode.
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Chris was listening to some contemporary singer-songwriters, and decided that they would be perfectly suitable dinner... er... companions. He called out, "Hey! We need to write a song called 'All The Quirky Singer-Songwriters You Can Eat!'"
So Lauren wrote a lyric, all the while asking, "can I really write that? Can I sing that? Really?"
And here it is.
I think that you're a little off
You might pose a danger
But I find I like a dish that
tastes a little stranger
I love to listen to you keen
I dig it when you rock it
But I think I'd like you even more
if you were dipped chocolate
CHORUS
There's something 'bout you really makes me jones
I'd like to have you over for a bite
I want to get inside your bones
Won't you just come for the night?
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Hey there, my delicious miss
Won't you stay a little longer?
I think you'll find that my hunger
Has grown a little stronger
And you there, oh lovely boy,
All sweet and wailing sorrow,
Maybe you would like to come
for dinner here tomorrow
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CHORUS
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They say conversation makes a meal
Well so does a songwriter
If you'll just fulfill my wish
You could leave here feeling lighter.
I could make you my famous dish
Chanteuse a la chanteuse
I think for once I'd like to be
the one consuming the muses
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CHORUS