Hot cheese, grease, sauce, meat
All of that on top of dough
Feed it to my soul
Upside down tummy
Butterflies and sweaty palms
When I think of you
Daydreaming of you
The sweatier the better
Now my pants are wet
You sustain my life
My love, my faith, my great joy
Pizza, love me back?
Tasting all your meat
There's no chance that I will choke
No matter how deep
*snaps *snaps *snaps *snaps
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