| Look at this pickle jar
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| Every time I do, I feel the scars
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| Of being a cucumber
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| And then I’m waking in from my slumber
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| Oh, this is where I grew sour
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| In the matter of a couple of hours
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| You’re gonna feel so brand new
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| When we toss you in and pickle you
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| Oh
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| Everybody’s gonna live you so much more
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| After you’ve been soaked in vinegar
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| I’ve got to say it, yes I will
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| You will love being dill
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| Everybody’s gonna love you so much more
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| After you’ve been soaked in vinegar
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| I’ve got to say it, yes I will
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| You will love, being dill
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| You’re gonna love being dill baby
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| Oh oh
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| Look at this pickle jar
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| I’ll be sad and you can be a star
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| Soaked in sour but so sweet
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| Now you’re a tasty and nutritious treat
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| And now that you’re pickled too
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| There ain’t nothing that you can do
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| Don’t fight it now can’t you see
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| You’ll be eaten instead of me
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| Oh
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| Everybody’s gonna live you so much more
|
| After you’ve been soaked in vinegar
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| I’ve got to say it, yes I will
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| You will love being dill
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| Everybody’s gonna love you so much more
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| Now that you’ve been soaked in vinegar
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| I’ve got to say it, you know I say it
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| You know I
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| You know I
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| You know I
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| Everybody’s gonna live you so much more
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| After you’ve been soaked in vinegar
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| I’ve got to say it, yes I will
|
| You will love being dill
|
| Everybody’s gonna love you so much more
|
| Now that you’ve been soaked in vinegar
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| I’ve got to say it, yes I will
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| You will love, being dill
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| You’re gonna love being dill
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| Oh
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| You will
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| Love being
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| Dill |