I'm just a guy who works at Chipotle
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Cheese, lettuce, chili, till the President deports me
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Everyone's concerned 'bout the latest headlines
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Our stock's dropping, I see it's in dramatic decline
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Well,
I'm not sure, but
We shall see
I'll be wearing E. coli-free
Latex gloves while I feed you crappy meat
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Well I told my manager and head chef too
Just exactly what we oughta do:
"Boil these pig intestines in industrial lye,
And then chop 'em up, bleach 'em, and they're ready to fry!"

"Well, that's absurd,"
He says to me,
"Wash your a**hole and when you sneeze
Check your gloves for a green-cheese snot disease."

Boston and Seattle had to close locations
Had to check all workers for their immunizations
Norovirus burns your intestinal tract
You'll be hitting the pot, in seven minutes you're back

Eighty guys
From B.C.
Nacho-vomiting projectilely
Taking drugs while they read for finals week