Best friends,
Lunchtime
Good friends, never tell lies.

Fried meat
French fries
All fried; leave room for fried pies.

Where else would they choose to go
For a hot flap of meat and some cheese?
Meatclown’s full of magic and toys
And hamburgers grow on trees.

Burgers, Hot fries
Meatclown; they’re having fun!
Good time, Fun toys
Ice cream- Meatclown’ the one!

Meatclown and his pal Burger-Bee
Have a big, cheesy, burger-head jail
And the magic burger playground’s always open when
Meatclown’s meat’s for sale
YEAH!

Meatclown, Meatclown,
You’re the one,
Mommy can we go there, please?
Meatclown, Meatclown
You’re the one,
'cuz hamburgers grow on trees.

Meatclown’s buddy
With the cheese tongue,
That’s ‘Burger Bee’

Those two,Look out
For fun stuff, for you and me.
Meatclown’s a clownin’ round
All the time
In his imitation milkshake saloon

Who’d a thought meat could ever be so fun
Eating burgers with a meat bafoon?
Fried meat, French fries

All fried; leave room for fried pies
Best friends, Lunchtime
Good friends, never tell lies
YEAH!!

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