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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of carnitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a barbecue sign
My mouth watered and my stomach growled
I had to stop for a bite.
There she stood in the doorway;
Covered with smoker smell
And I was thinking to myself
'I hope they have good brisket here as well'
Then she found a free table and she showed me the way
There were voices from the other booths,
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Buffet California
Such a lovely spread (such a lovely spread)
With their fresh-baked bread.
Plenty of food at the Buffet California
Any time of year (any time of year) there'll be swine right here

Her mind is hickory-twisted, she got Kansas City blends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty plates, and spare ribs at the end
How they shine in the heat lamps, sweet saucy sweat
Some eat to remember, some eat to forget

So I called up the waiter,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'we only serve beer here, I hope an IPA is fine'
And still those pigs are in the smoker far away,
Wake you up from your food coma
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Buffet California
Such a lovely spread (such a lovely spread)
With our fresh-baked bread.
They piggin' it out at the Buffet California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise),
They have homemade pies

Staring up at the ceiling,
I've loosened my belt twice
And she said, 'we are all just gluttons here, of our own device'
And back in the kitchen,
They're pulling more juicy meats
We stab it with our steely knives,
But we just can't finish the feast

Last thing I remember, I was
Waddling for the door
I had to find the passage to the men's room like I'd never had to before
'Relax' said the head chef,
'We are programmed to feed.
You can pay your tab any time you like,
But you can never leave!'

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I threw a fish on a grill
So tired of this healthy swill
I need some grease that might kill me
This is my cheat day

I trade my sole for a dish
Cured meats and cheeses my wish
Oh man it smells so delish
Just keep it comin' my way

Steak rare is smold'rin'
That smoke ring was showin'
Hot wings glisten golden
Don't forget those back ribs, baby!

Hey it's my cheat day
And this is crazy
But I'm going all out
So pass the gravy
It's hard to look right at that scale, babe
I'll fix that number
Tomorrow, maybe

Hey it's my cheat day
And this is crazy
But I'm going all out
So pass the gravy
It's hard to look right at that scale, babe
I'll fix that number
Tomorrow, maybe

SciFiDownBeat posted:

My mind is telling me no

But my piggy's telling me yes