Songs that mention Food"
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AppleDumpling
DIS Veteran
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- Apr 8, 2015
OMG, Dean Friedman, haven't heard him in ages.
And who could forget MacArthur Park:
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh nooooo
kaytieeldr
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Jun 11, 2005
Yeah, you're back 
American Pie (live)
By Don McLean
A long long time ago
I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin'
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Now, for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But, that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lennon read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin'
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singin'
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend
And as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan's spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singin'
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play
And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
American Pie (live)
By Don McLean
A long long time ago
I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin'
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Now, for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But, that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lennon read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin'
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singin'
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend
And as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan's spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singin'
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play
And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
kaytieeldr
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Jun 11, 2005
Blueberry Hill
Fats Domino
I found my thrill
On Blueberry Hill
On Blueberry Hill
When I found you
The moon stood still
On Blueberry Hill
And lingered until
My dream came true
The wind in the willow played
Love's sweet melody
But all of those vows you made
Were never to be
Though we're apart
You're part of me still
For you were my thrill
On Blueberry Hill
The wind in the willow played
Love's sweet melody
But all of those vows you made
Were never to be
Though we're apart
You're part of me still
For you were my thrill
On Blueberry Hill
Fats Domino
I found my thrill
On Blueberry Hill
On Blueberry Hill
When I found you
The moon stood still
On Blueberry Hill
And lingered until
My dream came true
The wind in the willow played
Love's sweet melody
But all of those vows you made
Were never to be
Though we're apart
You're part of me still
For you were my thrill
On Blueberry Hill
The wind in the willow played
Love's sweet melody
But all of those vows you made
Were never to be
Though we're apart
You're part of me still
For you were my thrill
On Blueberry Hill
kaytieeldr
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Jun 11, 2005
"The Devil Went Down To Georgia"
The Devil went down to Georgia. He was lookin' for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind. He was willing to make a deal
When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the Devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said "Boy, let me tell you what."
"I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player, too.
And if you'd care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you.
Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the Devil his due.
I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'cause I think I'm better than you."
The boy said, "My name's Johnny, and it might be a sin,
But I'll take your bet; and you're gonna regret 'cause I'm the best there's ever been."
Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cause Hell's broke loose in Georgia and the Devil deals the cards.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold,
But if you lose the devil gets your soul.
The Devil opened up his case and he said, "I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow.
And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss.
And a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.
When the Devil finished, Johnny said, "Well, you're pretty good ol' son,
But sit down in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done."
"Fire on the Mountain." Run, boys, run!
The Devil's in the house of the rising sun;
Chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough.
Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no.
The Devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back. If you ever wanna try again,
I done told you once—you son of a *****—I'm the best that's ever been."
And he played:
"Fire on the Mountain." Run, boys, run!
The Devil's in the house of the rising sun;
The chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough.
Granny, will your dog bite? No, child, no.
The Devil went down to Georgia. He was lookin' for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind. He was willing to make a deal
When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the Devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said "Boy, let me tell you what."
"I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player, too.
And if you'd care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you.
Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the Devil his due.
I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'cause I think I'm better than you."
The boy said, "My name's Johnny, and it might be a sin,
But I'll take your bet; and you're gonna regret 'cause I'm the best there's ever been."
Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cause Hell's broke loose in Georgia and the Devil deals the cards.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold,
But if you lose the devil gets your soul.
The Devil opened up his case and he said, "I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow.
And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss.
And a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.
When the Devil finished, Johnny said, "Well, you're pretty good ol' son,
But sit down in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done."
"Fire on the Mountain." Run, boys, run!
The Devil's in the house of the rising sun;
Chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough.
Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no.
The Devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back. If you ever wanna try again,
I done told you once—you son of a *****—I'm the best that's ever been."
And he played:
"Fire on the Mountain." Run, boys, run!
The Devil's in the house of the rising sun;
The chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough.
Granny, will your dog bite? No, child, no.
kaytieeldr
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Jun 11, 2005
I Gave My Love a Cherry
Oh, My Darling Clementine (Rudy Vallée)
On the Good Ship Lollipop (Shirley Temple)
Lady Marmalade (LaBelle)
Oh, My Darling Clementine (Rudy Vallée)
On the Good Ship Lollipop (Shirley Temple)
Lady Marmalade (LaBelle)
kaytieeldr
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Jun 11, 2005
Be Our Guest
Ma chere Maemoiselle, it is with deepest pride
and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight,
And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a
chair as the dining room proudly presents
your dinner!
Be our guest! Be our guest!
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin around you neck, cherie
and well provide the rest
soup du jour
hot hors doeuvres
why, we only live to serve
try the grey stuff
its delicious
dont believe me? ask the dishes
they can sing, they can dance
after all, Miss, this is france
and diner here is never second best
go on, unfold your menu
take a glance then youll
be our guest
oui, our guest
be our guest
Chorus:
beef ragout
cheese souffle
pie and pudding en flumbe
well prepare and serve with flair
and culinary cabaret!
youre alone
and youre scared
but the banqeuts all prepared
no ones gloomy or compaining
while the flatwares entertaining
we tell jokes! i do tricks
with my fellow candlesticks
and its all in perfect taste
that you can bet
come on and lift your glass
youve won your own free pass
to be our guest
if youre stressed
its fine dining we suggest
life is so unnerving
for a servent whos not serving
hes not whole without a soul to wait upon
as, those good old days when we were useful...
suddenly those good old days are gone
ten years weve been rusting
needing so much more than dusting
needing excersise, a chance to use our skills!
most days we lie around the castle
flabby, fat, and lazy
you walked in and oops-a-daisy
its a guest its a guest
sakes alive, well be blessed
wines been served and thank the lord
ive had the napkins freshly pressed
with dessert, shell want tea
and my dear that fine with me
while the cups do their soft-shoein
ill be bubbling, ill be brewing
ill get warm, piping hot
heavens sakes! is that a spot
clean it up! we want the company impressed
weve got a lot to do
is it one lump or two
for you our guest
shes our guest
shes our guest
shes our guest
be our guest! be our guest! be our guest
Be our guest! be our guest!
our command is your request
its been years since weve had anybody here
and were obsessed
with you meal, with your ease
yes, indeed, we aim to please
while the candlelights still glowing
let us help you, well keep going
course by course, one by one
til you shout,enough im done
then well sing you off to sleep as you digest
tonight youll prop your feet up
but for now, lets eat up
be our guest
be our guest
be our guest
please, be our guest
Read more: Various Artists - Be Our Guest Lyrics | MetroLyrics
Ma chere Maemoiselle, it is with deepest pride
and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight,
And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a
chair as the dining room proudly presents
your dinner!
Be our guest! Be our guest!
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin around you neck, cherie
and well provide the rest
soup du jour
hot hors doeuvres
why, we only live to serve
try the grey stuff
its delicious
dont believe me? ask the dishes
they can sing, they can dance
after all, Miss, this is france
and diner here is never second best
go on, unfold your menu
take a glance then youll
be our guest
oui, our guest
be our guest
Chorus:
beef ragout
cheese souffle
pie and pudding en flumbe
well prepare and serve with flair
and culinary cabaret!
youre alone
and youre scared
but the banqeuts all prepared
no ones gloomy or compaining
while the flatwares entertaining
we tell jokes! i do tricks
with my fellow candlesticks
and its all in perfect taste
that you can bet
come on and lift your glass
youve won your own free pass
to be our guest
if youre stressed
its fine dining we suggest
life is so unnerving
for a servent whos not serving
hes not whole without a soul to wait upon
as, those good old days when we were useful...
suddenly those good old days are gone
ten years weve been rusting
needing so much more than dusting
needing excersise, a chance to use our skills!
most days we lie around the castle
flabby, fat, and lazy
you walked in and oops-a-daisy
its a guest its a guest
sakes alive, well be blessed
wines been served and thank the lord
ive had the napkins freshly pressed
with dessert, shell want tea
and my dear that fine with me
while the cups do their soft-shoein
ill be bubbling, ill be brewing
ill get warm, piping hot
heavens sakes! is that a spot
clean it up! we want the company impressed
weve got a lot to do
is it one lump or two
for you our guest
shes our guest
shes our guest
shes our guest
be our guest! be our guest! be our guest
Be our guest! be our guest!
our command is your request
its been years since weve had anybody here
and were obsessed
with you meal, with your ease
yes, indeed, we aim to please
while the candlelights still glowing
let us help you, well keep going
course by course, one by one
til you shout,enough im done
then well sing you off to sleep as you digest
tonight youll prop your feet up
but for now, lets eat up
be our guest
be our guest
be our guest
please, be our guest
Read more: Various Artists - Be Our Guest Lyrics | MetroLyrics
E&Cmom
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Mar 1, 2011
"She Used To Be Mine"
It's not simple to say
That most days I don't recognize me
That these shoes and this apron
That place and it's patrons
Have taken more than I gave them
It's not easy to know
I'm not anything like I used to be
Although it's true
I was never attention's sweet center
I still remember that girl
She's imperfect but she tries
She is good but she lies
She is hard on herself
She is broken and won't ask for help
She is messy but she's kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone but she used to be mine
It's not what I asked for
Sometimes life just slips in through a back door
And carves out a person
And makes you believe it's all true
And now I've got you
And you're not what I asked for
If I'm honest I know I would give it all back
For a chance to start over
And rewrite an ending or two
For the girl that I knew
Who'll be reckless just enough
Who'll get hurt but
Who learns how to toughen up when she's bruised
And gets used by a man who can't love
And then she'll get stuck and be scared
Of the life that's inside her
Growing stronger each day
'Til it finally reminds her
To fight just a little
To bring back the fire in her eyes
That's been gone but it used to be mine
Used to be mine
She is messy but she's kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone but she used to be mine
Kathryn Merteuil
Barden Bella
- Joined
- May 11, 2012
Avril Lavigne - Hello Kitty "...a pack of Smarties"
Disneylover99
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Jul 17, 2012
Listen to the Radio - Pukka Orchestra
Leave the bureau in the snow
Catch a tram to Onkel Po
Early evening ring around the moon;
Slip in by the concierge
By the bikes and up the stairs
Snap the latch and creep into the room
You throw off your coat, pick up the post
And put a coffee on
Lie down on the bed, lay back your head
And smoke a cigarette...
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
In the city late tonight
Double feature, black and white
"Bitter Tears" and "Taxi to the Klo"
Find a bar, avoid a fight
Show your papers, be polite
Walking home with nowhere else to go
You throw off your coat, pick up my note
Put another coffee on
Lie down on the bed, lay back your head
And smoke a cigarette...
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
Atmospherics after dark
Noise and voices from the past
Across the dial from Moscow to Cologne:
Interference in the night
Thousand miles on either side
Stations fading into the unknown:
So throw off your coat, we'll butter some toast
And put a coffee on:
We'll lie down on the bed, lay back our heads
Smoke another cigarette...
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
All night long...
Leave the bureau in the snow
Catch a tram to Onkel Po
Early evening ring around the moon;
Slip in by the concierge
By the bikes and up the stairs
Snap the latch and creep into the room
You throw off your coat, pick up the post
And put a coffee on
Lie down on the bed, lay back your head
And smoke a cigarette...
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
In the city late tonight
Double feature, black and white
"Bitter Tears" and "Taxi to the Klo"
Find a bar, avoid a fight
Show your papers, be polite
Walking home with nowhere else to go
You throw off your coat, pick up my note
Put another coffee on
Lie down on the bed, lay back your head
And smoke a cigarette...
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
Atmospherics after dark
Noise and voices from the past
Across the dial from Moscow to Cologne:
Interference in the night
Thousand miles on either side
Stations fading into the unknown:
So throw off your coat, we'll butter some toast
And put a coffee on:
We'll lie down on the bed, lay back our heads
Smoke another cigarette...
And listen to the radio
Listen to the radio
All night long...
Cogswel_Cogs
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Feb 5, 2005
Beans and Cornbread - Louis Jordan and the Tympany Five
Written by Fleecy Moore
Though some written by her have been re-credited to Louis Jordan not sure if this is one of them.
AppleDumpling
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Apr 8, 2015
A couple more oldies:
Mashed Potato Time - Dee Dee Sharp.
That's Amore - Dean Martin.
Uses a regional food term that might annoy some people, LOL.
"When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's amore..."
Mashed Potato Time - Dee Dee Sharp.
That's Amore - Dean Martin.
Uses a regional food term that might annoy some people, LOL.
"When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's amore..."
Disneylover99
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Jul 17, 2012
Another Brick in the Wall, Part 2 - Pink Floyd
"If you don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding. How can you
have any pudding if you don't eat yer meat?"
"If you don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding. How can you
have any pudding if you don't eat yer meat?"
Praying Colonel
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Aug 16, 2004
Rad Gumbo by Little Feat
If you walk in off the street
You can take the load right off your feet
Mamma bring the menu to your seat
But the bill of fare be short & sweet
Won't find no etouffe
Mamm never ever could cook it that way
She's all ancien regime
No nouvelle cuisine
She cook gumbo
A mighty rad gumbo
It's the only way she can go
Down at the Club Rad Gumbo
Now the heads and shells stay in the stock
She stirs her roux and really rocks
One gallon shellfish stock or water
Man this gumbo is made to order
Two toes of garlick finely chopped
Man this party just can't be stopped
Mamma's pots are boiling, band starts to blow
Piano keys a flying like Fats Domino
She cook gumbo
A mighty rad gumbo
It's the only way she can go
Down at the Club Rad Gumbo
Oh no, no escargot, no cordon bleu
This ain't the place to go lookin' for beef stew
But if you like tender shrimp and rice
If ya think ya can stand the spice
She cook gumbo
A mighty rad gumbo
Now the people come from miles around
Dig what Mamma's puttin' down
Everybody knows her name
She in the seafood hall of fame
I got to get that recipe
If it means the death of me
Get my spyboy to sneak a look
Into Mamma's book
She cook gumbo
A mighty rad gumbo
It's the only way she can go
Down at the Club Rad Gumbo
She cook gumbo
A mighty rad gumbo
It's the only way she can go
Down at the Club Rad Gumbo
If you walk in off the street
You can take the load right off your feet
Mamma bring the menu to your seat
But the bill of fare be short & sweet
Won't find no etouffe
Mamm never ever could cook it that way
She's all ancien regime
No nouvelle cuisine
She cook gumbo
A mighty rad gumbo
It's the only way she can go
Down at the Club Rad Gumbo
Now the heads and shells stay in the stock
She stirs her roux and really rocks
One gallon shellfish stock or water
Man this gumbo is made to order
Two toes of garlick finely chopped
Man this party just can't be stopped
Mamma's pots are boiling, band starts to blow
Piano keys a flying like Fats Domino
She cook gumbo
A mighty rad gumbo
It's the only way she can go
Down at the Club Rad Gumbo
Oh no, no escargot, no cordon bleu
This ain't the place to go lookin' for beef stew
But if you like tender shrimp and rice
If ya think ya can stand the spice
She cook gumbo
A mighty rad gumbo
Now the people come from miles around
Dig what Mamma's puttin' down
Everybody knows her name
She in the seafood hall of fame
I got to get that recipe
If it means the death of me
Get my spyboy to sneak a look
Into Mamma's book
She cook gumbo
A mighty rad gumbo
It's the only way she can go
Down at the Club Rad Gumbo
She cook gumbo
A mighty rad gumbo
It's the only way she can go
Down at the Club Rad Gumbo
RedAngie
Sea Level Lady
- Joined
- Sep 10, 2015
How about
My bologna has a first name, it's O-S-C-A-R
My bologna has a second name, it's M-A-Y-E-R
Oh, I love to eat it every day
And if you ask me why, I'd say
Cause Oscar Mayer has a way with B-O-L-O-G-N-A
Here's a meme I saw while looking up the exact lyrics
The title of the second Talking Heads album is "More Songs About Buildings and Food."
FlightlessDuck
Y kant Donald fly?
- Joined
- Jun 20, 2006
Food-related songs are a staple of "Weird Al".
http://www.bonappetit.com/entertaining-style/pop-culture/article/weird-al-food-videos-songs
http://www.bonappetit.com/entertaining-style/pop-culture/article/weird-al-food-videos-songs
FlightlessDuck
Y kant Donald fly?
- Joined
- Jun 20, 2006
Dan Quayle, is that you?
E&Cmom
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Mar 1, 2011
He must run the lyric website. I " copy and pasted" that line. lol.
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