The lyrics to my Magic Bullet song from days of yore. It's pretty terrible.
It takes too long to chop your chicken
And mix your cookie batter
Your juicer doesn't do its job
I wish it were no matter
At parties, your poor mixed drinks
Are flavorless and bland.
Your fruit smoothies are utterly loathed
And your chicken salad panned.
Well, my friend, you are in luck today
Jump for joy and click your heels!
We're bringing you a product
That ellicits happy squeals!
It does it all in seconds
It chops, grates, whips and beats!
From high class dinners and lunches
To vegetables and treats!
Magic bullet, I don't know how you do it.
Salsa in three seconds.
Nacho cheese in four.
When cooking up a dinner
I couldn't ask for more.
Before my dinners were lonely
And never anyone fun.
Who wants a three-minute omelet,
When you can have it one?
And with your trusty fan blade,
You became a baker's dream.
You can whip up a mean chocolate mousse,
With cocoa powder and cream!
At this point, I gave up.
Stop looking at my charisma.
