Hœrgüpjelly Kisses

[Verse 1]
You can taste it on my lips
The Hœrgüpjelly kisses
Replace your five-a-day with this
It’s got all the right nutritions
Yes, of course it's a real food, uh
What do you mean it sounds made up?
Why are you being so suspicious?
I guess you'll have to kiss my lips
To check if it’s fictitious

[Verse 2]
The Hœrgüpjelly
Is a rare delicacy
And only a few have been fortunate enough
To taste it
It's like a jelly
But with the taste of a crepe
If a crepe was the shape of a muesli bar
It's kind of hard to describe
But if I had to put a name to it
I'd say the main flavour is love
(What a coincidence. Love tastes exactly the same as my regular lips)

[Verse 3]
You can taste it on my lips
My Hœrgüpjelly kisses
Okay so Google says it don't exist (he lies, he lies)
But girl they cook it in Mauritius
And I can take you there, baby
Well, not physically
Probably can't afford the tickets
But you can taste them on my lips
And it'll take you there in spirit

[Bridge]
Yeah, I can't believe you're not intrigued
To taste so rare a rarity
As freshly squeezed Hœrgüpjelly
Yeah, well that's your loss you philistine
No I don’t care, in fact I'm pleased
It just means more Hœrgüp for me

[Outro]
You can taste it on my lips
My Hœrgüpjelly kisses
I rub the Hœrgüp on the tip
And it grants me thirty wishes
And every single wish I make
Is for you to want to love me on your own conditions
'Cause love is something you can't fake
It can’t be pressured with deception
Yeah