Cookies, you’re like my roofie
You make me goofy
And a bit loosey
You kind of boost me
Ice cream, do you like me?
It wouldn’t surprise me
Because you’re my wifey
Cheetos, I see those
Red and big
I want to eat those
Pizza, I want to eat you
Cheesy and a little greasy
Oh baby, you please me
Chocolate, you’re my locket
I always keep you in my pocket
Because every time I get bit
I need some chocolate
Mac and cheese, you read me
And you please me
Until my stomach starts getting queasy