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On the day I was born, the bakers all gathered 'round
And they gazed in wide wonder, at the injustice they've found
The head baker spoke up, and she said leave this one alone
She could tell right away, I'm not bun but bone
The Auto Bone
Bun to bone
B-B-B-B-Bun to bone
B-B-B-B-Bun
B-B-B-B-Bun
The
Auto Bone
I broke a thousand croissants, before I boned you
I'll break a thousand more baby, before I am through
This fish head's for you, yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bun to bone
Bun to bone
B-B-B-Bun
B-B-B-Bun
B-B-B-Bun
Bun to bone
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