When I first saw you at the grocery store I thought you were an ugly crusty whore.
Well I was right, but that's beyond the point.
Oh, hot pockets your my processed treat.
Hot pockets.
Your lucious cheese lured me right in.
I thought it was a sign from within.
Well once again I was right... my stomach told me to eat you tonight. Hot pockets.
Oh hot pockets, why would you leave me?
I only had a one night stand with the t.v.
It was nothing, honestly.
Those cathode rays are good for me.
Hot Pockets.
All music and lyrics written by Common Rarity April 2003