Sometimes I get lucky
And something smooth comes out
Like butter or cream cheese or icing
But I'm gonna end up giving myself
Cellulite thighs with all these fatty foods
Oh well
Maybe one day something smooth enough
Will come out to straighten me back up
Soften all my rough parts
Inside and out
Smooth out all the wrinkles I have
Make me fresh and new like a baby
Maybe I'll be completely smooth again