"And its been a while, Since I could say that I wasn't addicted"

Let's bypass all these common ad-DICK-tions like tobacco, cocaine and meth and go straight to the strange like making love to Grandma's. Or eating your mattress pad. Anybody want a taste of brick, a spray or two of air freshener? Terri's a Filebertoholic, Heather's a more of a sex addict and I'm definitely addicted to food. Is rapping your own bellybutton an addiction? Because ya, I failed to mention that. Is it really all in our head or is it in our blood? The struggle is real and so is making love to your Grandma. Sounds like we all need rehab, I just hope they don't serve snacks at overeaters anonymous.