Walking on the dark streets.
At the city where the wind turns.
I just see my steps.
I just hear the wind.
The wind brings me the Flavor.
That flavor feeds y hungry.
That flavor is FUCK.
Bacon at Grill.
X-Bacon
X-Bacon
X-Bacon
X-Bacon...(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Fucked flavor
Of fried chicken
Make me hungry
I want Palmito
X-Bacon
X-Bacon
X-Bacon
X-Bacon...(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
High cholesterol
Fuck the salads
Gimme a X-BACON
X-Bacon
X-Bacon
X-Bacon
X-Bacon...(Oh, oh, oh, oh)