Mmm, sweet bod

Your body is so sweet now, baby
I'm saying trick or treat now
You know I've got to have you, yeah
You sexy sweet cadaver
All wrapped up like a mummy, oo-ooh
I'll cover you in honey
And wait a hundred years or so (oh wah oh oh ohh)
You know, you know

It isn't sexual (It isn't sexual)
Strictly confectional (Strictly confectional)
Strictly medicinal (Strictly medicinal)
If a little nontraditional

Mmm, mmm

I'm digging up your coffin
And pouring out the contents
Your sexy sweet solution
Is prime for distribution
Sweet bod

Old Godzilla was hopping around
Tokyo city like a big playground
When suddenly Batman burst from the shade
And hit Godzilla with a bat grenade
Godzilla got pissed and began to attack
But didn't expect to be blocked by Shaq
Who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq-Fu
When Aaron Carter came out of the bluе
And he started beating up Shaquillе O'Neal
(Your body's starting rumors)
Then they both got flattened by the Batmobile
But before it could make it back to the Batcave
(Of mason jars of sweetness)
Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave
Whose satisfied consumers, ah oh
Have often claimed to witness
Some sexy shrinking tumors, ohh
A sweet return to fitness
They're just a hundred bucks or so (oh wah ah ah oh)
You know, you know

It isn't sexual (It isn't sexual)
Strictly professional (Strictly professional)
Entrepreneurial (Entrepreneurial)
(Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime)
(Like Scruff McGruff took a bite out crime)
Oh, and what a sweet memorial
(And then Shaq came back covered in a tire track)

But Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back
And Batman was injured and trying to get steady
When Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete
But suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped
Indiana Jones took him out with his whip
Then he saw Godzilla sneaking up from behind
(Oooh waah eeee...)
And he reached for his gun which he just couldn't find
'Cause Batman stole it and he shot and he missed
And Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist
Then he jumped in the air and he did a somersault
While Abraham Lincoln tried to pole vault
(Mmm, mmm)
Onto Optimus Prime but they collided in the air
Then they both got hit by a Care Bear stare
I'm digging up your coffin
And pouring out the contents
Good God I'm glad to see you, oh oh
Won't you be my panacea?

Sweet bod
Sweet bod, oh
Sweet bod
Sweet bod

I'm digging up your coffin
And pouring out the contents
Good God I'm glad to see you, oh oh
Won't you be my panacea?

Sweet bod