[Intro]
(Synth intro with a quirky, upbeat feel)

[Verse 1]
Mustard sauce and ketchup,
the hotdog is so sweet.
But the package gives no clue,
as to the genealogy of the meat.
(Uh oh)

[Pre-Chorus]
From the farm to the grill,
a mystery it seems.
Is it pork, is it beef,
living out its meaty dreams?

[Chorus]
Oh, this hotdog, what's inside?
A question I can't hide.
From the butcher, to the bun,
where did this hotdog come from?
(Where did it come from?)

[Verse 2]
It's a classic picnic treat,
a comfort in my hand.
But the label's always vague,
across this tasty land.
(So confusing)

[Pre-Chorus]
From the farm to the grill,
a mystery it seems.
Is it pork, is it beef,
living out its meaty dreams?

[Chorus]
Oh, this hotdog, what's inside?
A question I can't hide.
From the butcher, to the bun,
where did this hotdog come from?
(Where did it come from?)

[Bridge]
Maybe it's a secret blend,
a recipe so grand.
Or perhaps a little lost,
on its journey through the land.
(It's a puzzle)

[Chorus]
Oh, this hotdog, what's inside?
A question I can't hide.
From the butcher, to the bun,
where did this hotdog come from?
(Where did it come from?)

[Outro]
Hotdog, hotdog, tell me true,
(What are you?)
I love to eat you, through and through.
(So tasty)
But still, I wonder...
(Mmm hmm)
...What are you?
(Fade out with quirky synth melody)
