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(Cheesey, Cheesey)
(This is a song about vegetables, they keep ya
regular
They're real good for yo)
Call any vegetable Call it by name
Call one
today When you get off the train
Call any vegetable And the chances are good
Aw, The
vegetable will respond to you
(Some people don't go for prunes...I
don't know, I've
always found that if they...)
Call any vegetable Pick up your phone
Think of a vegetable
Lonely at home
Call any vegetable And the chances are good
That a vegetable will *respond*
to you
Rutabaga, Rutabaga,
Rutabaga, Rutabaga,
Rutabay-y-y-y...
(A
prune isn't really a vegetable...
CABBAGE is a vegetable...)
No one will
know
If you don't want to let them know
No one will know
'Less it's you that might
tell them so
Call and they'll come to you
Covered with dew
Vegetables dream, Of
responding to you
Standing there shiny and proud by your side
Holding your hand
while the neighbors decide
Why is a vegetable something to hide |
