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Shake and bake / not a wheaties flake

Scour for hours / lemon not sours

Made to devour / blood on a flower

Feeding quarters to the parking meter like bread to a duck

You suck / my foot is stuck

And we’re all out of luck

Feeding quarters to ducks like parking meters

Garlic bread is dead / at the end of the thread

You ran the light red / but it all depends