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TriGed to amendA my carniDvorous habits
GMade it nearly Aseventy Ddays
Losin' weGight without sApeed, eatin' Dsunflower seeds
EDrinkin' lots oAf carrot juice and soakin' up rays
But at Gnight I'd haveA these woDnderful dreams
GSome kind of Asensuous treBmat
Not zucGchini, fettuDcini or buGlgar whDeat
But a Gbig warm bDun and a hugeA hunk of meatD
CGheeseAburger in Dparadise
GHeaven on AEarth with an oDnion slice
GNot too parAticular, noDt too precise
I'm just a GCheeseDburger in AparadDise Bm A D
Heard about the old time sailor men
They eat the same thing again and again
Warm beer and bread they said could raise the dead
Well it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn
But times change for sailors these days
When I'm in port I get what I need
Not just Havanas or bananas or daiquiris
But that American creation on which I feed
Cheeseburger in Paradise
Medium rare with mustard be nice
Heaven on Earth with an onion slice
I'm just a Cheeseburger in Paradise
(Guitar Tacet)
I like mine with lettuce and tomato
Heinz 57 and French fried potatoes
Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
Well good God almighty which way do I steer for my
Cheeseburger in Paradise
Makin' the best of every virtue and vice
Worth every damn bit of sacrifice to get a
Cheeseburger in Paradise
I need a Cheeseburger in Paradise
I'm just a Cheeseburger in Paradise
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