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There’s no getting around it
They make me want to spew
No matter their preparation
Their flavor just won’t chew
My momma said they’re made with love
And filled with Vitamin A
No play for you go straight to bed
If you don’t clean your plate
Underneath my name
(Oh Man)
You can carve this on my grave
I hate vegetables
I hate those vegetables, yeah
Sauté, marinade, barbeque, stick ’em in a stew
I hate vegetables
I hate those vegetables, yeah
Ive tried new recipes there’s nothing left to do
I hate vegetables
Smother them, cover them, chide me, bribe me
Til your lips go numb
If vitamins taste like broccoli than Id rather die young
my papa said you won’t grow strong if you don’t masticate
you won’t be in my good graces if you don’t clean your plate
Underneath my name
(zucchini au gratin)
You can carve it on my grave
(OH FORK)
I hate vegetables
I hate those vegetables, yeah
Fry them, pickle them, flambe, cook ’em in a shoe
I hate vegetables
I hate those vegetables, yeah
I’ve tried ever recipe there’s nothing left to do
I hate vegetables
I hate those vegetables yeah
Sauté, marinade, barbeque, stick ’em in a stew
I hate vegetables
I hate those vegetables, yeah
I’ve tried ever recipe nothing there left to do
I hate vegetables
4th line: Their flavor just won’t *chew*
Underneath my name
Carve this on my grave
I hate vegetables
*Saute*, marinade, barbeque, stick ’em in a stew
Smother them cover them chide me bribe me ’til your lips go numb
My papa said you won’t *grow* strong if you don’t masticate