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Oneday I made a kind of omlette | |
I don't know can you call it so | |
How could I apologize to the mother hen | |
“I confess, I've wasted your own struggle” | |
Never had such an awful object | |
And I hope I never do again | |
Writing 50 times “I should not be so” | |
I was blue all through the day | |
Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs | |
Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, in my brain | |
Oneday she made a kind of omlette | |
And I know you gotta call it so | |
“E.G.G.“”is,for me, the magic spell | |
And she's a master class witch | |
What the hell! don't need no status, honor, money, | |
Or sweet sweet romance | |
How miserable, to live | |
A life without eggs | |
Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs | |
Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, | |
GIMME SOME EGGS! | |
(breaking eggshells takes you high) | |
sometimes it lets me feel so dizzy | |
(breaking eggshells takes you high) | |
sometimes it makes me mad | |
Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs | |
Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, | |
Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs | |
Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, | |
Can I tell......!? | |
GIMME SOME EGGS! |
Oneday I made a kind of omlette | |
I don' t know can you call it so | |
How could I apologize to the mother hen | |
" I confess, I' ve wasted your own struggle" | |
Never had such an awful object | |
And I hope I never do again | |
Writing 50 times " I should not be so" | |
I was blue all through the day | |
Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs | |
Can' t explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, in my brain | |
Oneday she made a kind of omlette | |
And I know you gotta call it so | |
" E. G. G."" is, for me, the magic spell | |
And she' s a master class witch | |
What the hell! don' t need no status, honor, money, | |
Or sweet sweet romance | |
How miserable, to live | |
A life without eggs | |
Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs | |
Can' t explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, | |
GIMME SOME EGGS! | |
breaking eggshells takes you high | |
sometimes it lets me feel so dizzy | |
breaking eggshells takes you high | |
sometimes it makes me mad | |
Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs | |
Can' t explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, | |
Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs | |
Can' t explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, | |
Can I tell......!? | |
GIMME SOME EGGS! |
Oneday I made a kind of omlette | |
I don' t know can you call it so | |
How could I apologize to the mother hen | |
" I confess, I' ve wasted your own struggle" | |
Never had such an awful object | |
And I hope I never do again | |
Writing 50 times " I should not be so" | |
I was blue all through the day | |
Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs | |
Can' t explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, in my brain | |
Oneday she made a kind of omlette | |
And I know you gotta call it so | |
" E. G. G."" is, for me, the magic spell | |
And she' s a master class witch | |
What the hell! don' t need no status, honor, money, | |
Or sweet sweet romance | |
How miserable, to live | |
A life without eggs | |
Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs | |
Can' t explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, | |
GIMME SOME EGGS! | |
breaking eggshells takes you high | |
sometimes it lets me feel so dizzy | |
breaking eggshells takes you high | |
sometimes it makes me mad | |
Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs | |
Can' t explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, | |
Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs | |
Can' t explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, | |
Can I tell......!? | |
GIMME SOME EGGS! |