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Let's make some s'mores

Take half a graham cracker
Put some chocolate on it
Toast a marshmallow
Let it melt on top
Cover with a half a graham

to eat
When we gather 'round the campfire
For something oh so sweet
Squishy, squishy s'mores
Squishy, squishy s'mores
Our favorite treat to eat
When we're

a Campfire
Make s'mores for ya
It's a Campfire
Make fire for ya
It's a Campfire
Make s'mores for ya
It's a Campfire
Make fire for ya
It's a Campfire
Make

S'mores
Gimme some more s'mores
That's why they call 'em that
'Cause you always want some more!
Yeah s'mores
Gimme some more s'mores
Marshmallow

Party next door I'll hit the floor, pour up 
S'more leave with a shorty for sure, it's a
Party next door I'll hit the floor, pour up 
S'more leave

S'mores

Have you ever had something
Something so sweet 
There are no words to describe it
Better than your favorite treat
Let's head out

blueberry whip
Cost a lot of bread, PBJ I call it
Graham cracker leather, marshmallow whip
Driven by the chocolate boy, s'mores I call it
I said graham

the boulevard
With the s’mores too yeah
I have never felt so good

Everyone gather round
We’re gonna sing
Hug it out
The day's no longer feel so grey
Let’s laugh

the toaster slot

shes my s’mores poptart
and she’s really getting hot 
watch her go pop pop pop pop pop
pop in that toaster slot
it’s getting really hot
in

I'm a happy camper
Sitting by the campfire
I'm a happy camper
Black sky covered in glitter
I'm a happy camper
Roasting s'mores after dinner
I'm a happy

the fireside, yeah
But you know we roasting more than the s’mores tonight
Yeah, I love my daddy, yeah
We celebrate the Saint Patty’s Slay
And everyday we’re gonna

Ride 2 da End

Psychopathic Rydas

Ryden Dirtay

2001

till I fall (fall)
I'm on the hunt for tha paper
Gimme s'more
I gotta get mine (hey)
All about the currency (yea)
And let my thugs and mothafuckin' Rydas

One day I went to the store
Got s'mores
And then I went home
To roast them on my campfire
But the truth is I don't have a fire
Or any s'mores to eat

a little Christmas bug from you
Let's put on
Comfy Christmas sweaters and just stay indoors
Skip the chilly weather and make fireplace s'mores
Sleeping

s’mores
Until we get inseparable
And i will use millions of metaphors
To assure you that I’m all yours behind the
doors
[Verse2]
Babe, don’t need to sit

me feel something more
Depressed I can't ignore
Anymore
Wellbutrin in a s'more
Eating great
Chasing dreams we're not the same
Opportunity how about

and dip, this purple cup I sip
Gang fuckin' on your bitch, ain't makin' s'mores with these sticks
And just to get me lit, huh, ima need more than a fifth

chocolate plop
With the whipped cream, and the sprinkles on top
Toasty and warm like the marshmallow in the middle of your s'more
Won't you sit by the fire

Ill be at the mountain top waiting for you
I'll be kicked up by the campfire smoking marshmallows s'mores too

Cause when it rains
Oh it rains and it

on the track, and i cook it up like a s'more
(Boom) Boom, when i clique clack up, onomatopoeia
I don't do the chit chat, give them birds a feeding
They be giving

a bah"

"This program is brought to you by Snacky S'mores
The creamy fun of s'mores in a delightful cookie crunch"
"Mom, somebody's at the door"
"Coming,

the s’mores
Close my door
I’m waiting in these lines like a chore
Only time I feel myself is when I’m at the corner store
Grab a cookie and a bag
Spread that

getting old
Miss being a kid and open presents up at dawn
We would make some s’mores
And then we’d watch some Home Alone
All we did is blink and in a moment

the jacuzzi
Grab themselves a sprite
Chillin by the campfire
Cookin s’mores for the night
I promise everything will be alright
It’s a party tonight
Might be