Uncle Baba - Baba Hates Pickles

There's one thing I really hate
Ever since my birth
They ruin everything they touch
On this planet Earth
There's nothing so disgusting
As when I bite into a slider
And they forgot to leave them off
Those freakin' taste bud colliders

Pickles, pickles, pickles, pickles
Pickles, pickles, pickles, pickles
Pickles, pickles, pickles, pickles
Pickles, pickles, pickles

Don't even let one touch the fries
They will ruin the taste
I can tell when they're removed
My meal becomes a waste
Green just like my mucus
They only make me pout
And even though I'm Jewish
I have to spit them out

Pickles, pickles, pickles, pickles
Pickles, pickles, pickles, pickles
Pickles, pickles, pickles, pickles
Pickles, pickles, pickles

Why are you all smirkin'
I'm not a difficult person
My taste buds, they be jerkin'
All because of that gherkin

Why are you all smirkin'
I'm not a difficult person
My taste buds, they be jerkin'
All because of that gherkin

Pickles, pickles, pickles, pickles
Pickles, pickles, pickles, pickles
Pickles, pickles, pickles, pickles
Pickles, pickles, pickles

Baba Hates Pickles

Written by:
Thomas Erno

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