I'll miss the candy and the brandy © PETER ANDERSSON A MUSIC PARODY BASED ON: "I MISS THE LADIES OF THE EIGHTIES" BY: DENNIS DEVELIN BONUS QUOTE: "We don't eat some food, we're vagueans." UNKNOWN		My New Year's resolutions song comes early this year, because the original song totally rocks, and soon I'll need a mirror to see my own if I can't work out this new diet. It's december, again it's time To from my list cross off a trove of tasties Time to throw out all grease from my lair Away, with all sorts of pastries I'll miss the fryer M'kay, it must retire I'll miss the candy and the brandy I'll miss the hot dogs and the eggnogs Biting lemons, instead of swirls' Akin to when I had to give up ewes I'll run the bonbon aisles That'll be adding up miles Down to where greens are compiled My coke supplier On soy, he says I'll die there I'd quit the orgies in my forties Now I'll quit Danish, arse is heinous I'll hail non-fatty vinaigrette And I'll pound off sawdust baguettes Amidst the weight loss Heave 'em to me I'll mend my fettle, grasp the nettle I'll miss the Fritos and the Cheetos I'll diss out droplet's worth of chocolates I'll look like Gollum antebellum I'll hail non-gluten soy croquettes And on rose-hips hedging my bets Dehisced Lentils, chives and hum-mus, oh jeez! I miss the beers, must take a knee! I've still a rucksack with a six-pack! I'll call my Sheila for Tequila! ------------------------------------------------------ BONUS MATERIAL BELOW LEFTOVER OUTTAKES FROM MY MUSE'S FRIDGE ------------------------------------------------------ I'll miss the cupcakes and the cheesecakes I'll miss the milkshake and the poundcake No more a-budd'ing over pudding I'll cry for Funyons chopping onions No more blown buttons for this glutton I'll leave Gelati-lluminati No more of huffin' over muffin' I'll miss the red wine and the moonshine No more meat nestin' in my 'testines I will be whining over dining I'll sit and grouse down at the alehouse No more of pot cheese during munchies I'm quitting wholly those Cannoli No cherry gel-grub while on Pornhub I'll be all misty over Whiskey I'll be all love-lorn for the popcorn No more I'll make-out with a pop-tart I'll miss the Brittles and the Skittles I'll miss the parties with the Smarties I'll hit a new gym missing winegum I'll be the mofo chewing tofu I'll let the Reese's rest in pieces © Peter Andersson 2017
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