Letras
Get in the chocolate car (car, car, car)
Chocolate car
Driving to chocolate town
Buckle your chocolate belt
Adjust your chocolate mirrors
Get in a chocolate crash
The chocolate airbag dispensed
Broke my chocolate nose
Gotta call chocolate insurance
Ooh, I've got some chocolate neck pain
They're not gonna pay me chocolate money
Because my chocolate premium's too high
(Oh no, ugh) I'm gonna sue that chocolate asshole
For all the chocolate he is worth
You're in the chocolate lead
Becoming chocolate jealous
Which leads to repressed chocolate rage
My dad eats chocolate bars
He's a Hershey man
Oh, he's a Hershey man
Chocolate car
(That's what daddy's supposed to do for his children)
(He's supposed to provide those sick (?) golf (?))
(Yeah, do you think you can squeeze it between-
Yeah, you did that)