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In the morning light, I reach for my cereal bowl, But my tummy's got a secret, it's about to take its toll. Lactose intolerance, oh, it's such a bummer, I can't have that cheese or ice cream in the summer. (Pre-Chorus) My belly starts to rumble, like a thunderstorm inside, I'm dancing with discomfort, trying to hide. I've got a date with the bathroom, it's urgent and real, Lactose intolerance, you're the dealbreaker, my Achilles' heel. (Chorus) Tummy troubles, oh, they're my daily dance, Lactose intolerance, you've got me in a trance. I'm sippin' on almond milk, avoiding the cheese, But my tummy's still rebellious, doing as it please. (Verse 2) I'm at the pizza party, staring at that cheesy slice, My lactose-free life feels like a sacrifice. I see the ice cream truck, it's playing its jingle, But my tummy's waving a red flag, it's time to mingle. (Pre-Chorus) My belly starts to rumble, like a thunderstorm inside, I'm dancing with discomfort, trying to hide. I've got a date with the bathroom, it's urgent and real, Lactose intolerance, you're the dealbreaker, my Achilles' heel. (Chorus) Tummy troubles, oh, they're my daily dance, Lactose intolerance, you've got me in a trance. I'm sippin' on almond milk, avoiding the cheese, But my tummy's still rebellious, doing as it please. (Bridge) Lactase, where are you when I need you the most? You're the enzyme missing, the lactose ghost. I dream of cheesy nachos, creamy mac and cheese, But my tummy's like, "Nah, girl, please!" (Chorus) Tummy troubles, oh, they're my daily dance, Lactose intolerance, you've got me in a trance. I'm sippin' on almond milk, avoiding the cheese, But my tummy's still rebellious, doing as it please. (Outro) So here's my silly pop song, a lactose lament, My tummy's got its drama, it's heaven-sent. Lactose intolerance, you're my quirky muse, I'll keep dancing with my tummy, no matter the blues. (Bridge) Lactase, where are you when I need you the most? You're the enzyme missing, the lactose ghost. I dream of cheesy nachos, creamy mac and cheese, But my tummy's like, "Nah, girl, please!" (Chorus) Tummy troubles, oh, they're my daily dance, Lactose intolerance, you've got me in a trance. I'm sippin' on almond milk, avoiding the cheese, But my tummy's still rebellious, doing as it please. (Outro) So here's my silly pop song, a lactose lament, My tummy's got its drama, it's heaven-sent. Lactose intolerance, you're my quirky muse, I'll keep dancing with my tummy, no matter the blues.