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Erica

When my coffee is hot

then my love never stops for Erica

Yeah she gives me a thrill

when shes working that grill that’s Erica

Erica, in the cafeteria, Erica, she’s Miss America

Erica, in my basilica, Erica she just a beautiful word,

A vision so true,

like a big mountain view is Erica

Breakfast supreme

and my lunch is a dream with Erica

Erica, with her laughter, Erica, and her spatula,

Erica, in the cafeteria, Erica she’s Miss America

Erica, such deliria, Erica in the cafeteria

Erica, she’s so notorius, Erica, she make you curious

Erica in the cafeteria Erica she’s my criteria

Erica, she’s so wisteria, Erica, she’s no mysteria

Erica, she just a beautiful word

She takes no guff from no one
She’ll never let you down
She good with a ladel and mashing potatoes
all while she’s wearing her crown

She’s wearing a grin as my day begins with Erica
Yeah she gives me a thrill
when shes working that grill that’s Erica

Breakfast supreme
and my lunch is a dream with Erica

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