The Pickle Song

Holding a pickle it reads my mind

Entrancing crunching sound, should I be kind?

and spare that pickle, what kind of love will I find?

I can't eat alone

If he eats you you'll be gone

What will I do?

It's never been this hard

The feeling taunts me now

Just when you means you
Come on pick up the phone

Can't stand to be alone

I chewed you up inside

I hope you know I tried

They all pointed at me (Come on pick up the phone)They all know I'm happy

They don't like the good things (Can't stand to be alone)Chewing and waving

Come on make a new soung (I chewed you up inside)Conscience taunting me now

What's wrong with liking good things? (I hope you know I tried)Chewing and waving