Nuts

I love nuts.

Crushed and sprinkled on my salad and my meat.

I love nuts.

There is nothing quite as fun and nice to eat.

I love nuts.

In a spread and in my cereal as well

I love nuts.

On my pizza and on pasta it’s just swell.

I love nuts.

And I munch them for a tasty midnight snack.

I love nuts.

From a jar or from a bag or from a sack.

I love nuts.

Macadamias and hazelnuts as well;

I love nuts.

Those pistachios you pry out of a shell.

I am nuts.

All I think about’s the nuts I’m gonna eat.

I am nuts.

I don’t care if they are salted, plain or sweet.

I am nuts.

And the doctor says I’m going to get sick;

I said I’d give them up.

So I’d better eat ‘em quick.

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