Too Much Paranoias

Think I got your dial tone Think I got billy baxter's bone Think I got a bubble-sac Think I got a big mac attack Hold the pickles hold the lettuce Special orders don't upset us All we ask is that you let us Serve it your way Too much paranoia's My momma's afraid to tell me The things she's afraid of I been dipped in double meaning I been stuck with static cling Think I got a rupto-pac Think I got a big mac attack