Little Debbie
In the past, she was always there. Those delicious Swiss Rolls. Those funky Zebra Cakes. Little Debbie was one of the lowest maitanence lovers I ever had. I could always find her week after week at the Jitney Jungle, always for a dollar.
But then she broke my heart. My waistline expanded. I discovered that seeing Little Debbie all the time was bad for my health and my appearance. So, I kicked her to the curb.
But every now and then I think about those Little Debbie nights, and I think about giving her a booty call. Only a dollar. She's pleased many of us, and yet, so many of us have booted her out of our lives, replacing her with South Beach Diet bars. And Little Debbie sits at home, already near a spinster, with her brother Otis Spunkmeir. The Keebler Elves don't answer her phone calls. But Little Debbie gave us her all, and only for a dollar.
Cheers to Little Debbie. You deserve a drinking song named after you.
But then she broke my heart. My waistline expanded. I discovered that seeing Little Debbie all the time was bad for my health and my appearance. So, I kicked her to the curb.
But every now and then I think about those Little Debbie nights, and I think about giving her a booty call. Only a dollar. She's pleased many of us, and yet, so many of us have booted her out of our lives, replacing her with South Beach Diet bars. And Little Debbie sits at home, already near a spinster, with her brother Otis Spunkmeir. The Keebler Elves don't answer her phone calls. But Little Debbie gave us her all, and only for a dollar.
Cheers to Little Debbie. You deserve a drinking song named after you.