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I want caviar and chitlins for breakfast
I want caviar and chitlins for lunch
I want caviar and chitlin’s for supper
And I wash it all down with scotch

Now I’m feelin frantic
Never no bump on the log
Always some crazy medic
While getting high on the hog

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Now I’m having cravings
Not for eyes and legs
What my heart is savin
Is some of those fine fish eggs

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