I'm so addicted to
Sniffing super glue
And those weeping willow trees
And armadillo feet
German chocolate cake
And broken garden rakes
And I love chicken wings
More than anything

I think that you should know
I’m addicted to The Oprah Winfrey Show
And I like baseball gloves; you wouldn’t understand

I know it might sound cliché
I love the mallets in croquet
Where are you going? Don’t walk away

I'm so addicted to
Drinking Mountain Dew
While watching some good TV
From 1963
And really burnt steak
I love all my headaches
And I love anything
That has to do with fleas
Yeah

I am hooked to random stuff
Like watching the wind
Blow things around, also
Blue-inked ballpoint pens
And just the letter N

I find new things most everyday
Like Papa Smurf- he sure is great
Where are you going? Don’t walk away

I'm so addicted to
That Winnie The Pooh
I think that you’ll agree
That you love banshees
And those coral snakes
And feeling large earthquakes
Man, I love everything

I'm so addicted to
Lethal Weapon 2
And biscuits from KFC
Or the sound that’s made
While drinking lemonade
It's unlike anything
But it’s close to iced tea
Yeah
I love everything

I’m so addicted to
A dark shade of blue
There’s not anything that’s not amazing

I'm so addicted to
Butterfly tattoos
Also alligator knees
I love cotton sheets
Or when you awake
Inside of a milkshake
Man, I love everything
Man, I love everything

I'm so addicted to
Mrs. Peacock from Clue
The states next to Tennessee
And MTV’s “Made”
And Green Day’s heart grenade
It's not like anything
I'm so addicted. Who knew?
Addicted, who knew?