Make my bed out of Wonder Bread, spread some mustard upon my head.
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I don't want no onions or sauerkraut, mamma, hold on to the bun baby, work it on out.
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I'm a chilidog. I guess you guessed by now, babe.
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Sure enough, I'm a chilidog, look at me, delicious.
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Don't get jealous, better not up and get over zealous, watch out now y'all.
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Come on now fella, pass me down the relish.
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Don't read no Ann Landers, just don't feed me no Colonel Sanders,
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I ain't trying to fool you's, don't bring home no Orange Julius.
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Gotta have one more time, get on down again, woh, woh, chilidog, baby.
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Yes indeed, I want a chilidog, yeah,
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talking about stone delicious, good for you too!
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Chili Dog
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| James Taylor |
