VERSE 1
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One day, I looked in my refrigerator
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And said hey, there’s no food in here
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But wait, what’s this at the bottom?
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It was, a whole bunch of fruit

VERSE 2
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There were cherries, cranberries, and old
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farmer Larry’s quality guarantee
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With peaches, bananas, and Carlos Santana’s
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favorite kind of grape
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Watermelon, a lemon, some lime and a rhyme,
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to top it all off
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I wonder what I will do with all of this fruit, I
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think I will make…

CHORUS
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Some salad,
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Tasty salad,
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Hear my ballad
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About my salad, fruit salad











VERSE 3
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I eat it with a fork or a spoon
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It’s yummy, it fills me with food
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This fruit, I don’t know where it came from
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But oh well, it’s my lunch today

CHORUS
Salad,
Fruit salad,
Hear my ballad
‘bout some salad

BRIDGE
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Oh no, my roommate came home
DM
He sees my salad through the door
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He asks me Riley, is that my fruit salad?
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I say yes, and he runs towards me

CHORUS [x2]
My salad
Yes, my fruit salad
But I wrote this ballad
Bout my fruit salad, my salad

Outro
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My regret is flared
CM
As it falls on the floor
DM
Because we didn’t share
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Now there is no more
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Fruit Salad