Sweet Bod

Your body is so sweet now, baby
I'm saying trick or treat now
You know I've got to have you, yeah
You sexy sweet cadaver
All wrapped up like a mummy (ooh-ooh)
I'll cover you in honey
And wait a hundred years or so (oh-whoa, oh, oh)

You know, you know it isn't sexual (it isn't sexual)
Strictly confectional (strictly confectional)
Strictly medicinal (strictly medicinal)
If a little nontraditional

I'm digging up your coffin
And pouring out the contents
Your sexy sweet solution
Is prime for distribution
Sweet bod

Your body's starting rumors
Of Mason jars of sweetness
Whose satisfied consumers
Have often claimed to witness
Some sexy shrinking tumors, oh
A sweet return to fitness
They're just a hundred bucks or so (oh-whoa, oh, oh)

You know, you know it isn't sexual (it isn't sexual)
Strictly professional (strictly professional)
Entrepreneurial (entrepreneurial)
Oh, and what a sweet memorial

I'm digging up your coffin
And pouring out the contents
Good God, I'm glad to see you
Won't you be my panacea?
Sweet bod
Sweet bod
Oh, sweet bod
Sweet bod
Sweet bod



Credits
Writer(s): Neil Cicierega
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