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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 |
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Jul 19, 2017 19:40
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SciFiDownBeat posted:My mind is telling me no My stomach's saying let's go But my mind's saying no I'm bologna in a bottle |
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Pigs in the oven Pork for my bell' Pigs in the oven Pork for my bell' |
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