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Lemonade

Walk into the grocery store
I'm in need of a drink
Looking for something sweet
That comes in yellow or pink

So I'm searching and I'm searching
Every row and every aisle
Sweating and a thirsting
It's hotter than a desert isle

Show me where's the lemonade
I want some lemonade

Getting kinda frustrated
I'm ready to blow
Askin poeple where it's at
But nobody knows

Go get up on an aisle
Scream at the top of my lungs
Where the hell's the lemonade
But then security comes

Show me where's the lemonade
I want some lemonade

Finally pushed me off
And I hit the ground
But something broke my fall
I couldn't believe what I found

Now I'm at the pig station
But I've got it made
Cause hey man guess what
I'm drinking lemonade
I'm drinking lemonade
I'm drinking lemonade
I'm drinking

Lemonade!

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