Watermelon Crash Helmet - Caesar's Demise

Thinkin' bout the time when you and me had
Chicken Caesar Salad on a Sunday
Thinkin' bout the time when you and me had
Chicken Caesar Salad on a Sunday
Sad I couldn't sees her on a Monday
She thought that she could chew it on a Tuesday
She's really really unwell on a Wednesday
Wanna see her on Thursday, it's my thirst day
Thought she would be fine by the Friday
Got a call from the doctor on the Saturday
And the doctor said
She's allergic to croutons
She's allergic to croutons
Allergic to croutons
Croutons make her sick
She's allergic to croutons
Yeah she's allergic to croutons
Allergic to croutons
Croutons, bitch
She's allergic to croutons
C-c-c-c-c-croutons
Allergic to croutons
She's allergic to croutons
She's allergic to croutons
She's allergic to croutons, bitch
Allergic to croutons
Yeah motherfucker
She's allergic to croutons
It's okay if they arent toasted
get my funeral suit on
Thought that id been ghosted
But no - she died from the croutons
Only when theyre in cube form
Bloated up like a futon
Now the sirens go nee nor
And the doctor said
She's allergic to croutons
She's allergic to croutons
Allergic to croutons
Croutons make her sick
She's allergic to croutons
Yeah she's allergic to croutons
Allergic to croutons
Croutons, bitch
She's allergic to croutons
C-c-c-c-c-croutons
Allergic to croutons
She's allergic to croutons
She's allergic to croutons
She's allergic to croutons, bitch
Allergic to croutons
Yeah motherfucker

Written by:
Mackenzie Barker, Louie Hayman, Ben Arrowsmith

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