GUTTERMOUTH LYRICS

"Mr. Barbeque"

Hey now, Welcome to my house!
Gonna have a barbeque and maybe I'll invite ya
Gotta side of pork!
Gotta side of creamy salad!
Got a jar of cole slaw!
And a case of lighter fluid!
Oh My God! My arm's on fire!
Somebody pass the dressing!
Everybody remain calm, I'm a professional
Quickly submerge the arm in mayonnaise.

Says Mr. Barbeque!
Mr. Barbeque!
Mr. Barbeque!
Mr. Barbeque!

Hey, Thanks a lot Doc my arm's feeling great
Oh, by the way, Could you pass the mouth watering pork rinds?
Ok, I think it's about time for everybody's favorite pigs feet eating contest!
Ready? GO!!!
Well, it looks like it's last year's champion Mrs. Brown
She's in the lead...
No, wait! It's Mr. Brown
Mrs. Brown, She's choking!!!
AHHHHHH!

Mr. Barbeque!
Mr. Barbeque!
Mr. Barbeque!
Mr. Barbeque!

Weenies Man!
Chicken fried pork steaks!
Skinless boneless chicken breasts!

Says Mr. Barbeque!

Mrs. Brown is fine and now it's time to dine!
Grab yourself a plate, the pork is really great!
You know, you never can be too careful with those under cooked pork chops.
You could get some disease, or worse yet
You could get struck by lightning
Or drown in a kiddie pool
So don't be a fool
Be sure to take all the necessary precautions
When having a barbeque!

Says Mr. Barbeque!
Mr. Barbeque!
Mr. Barbeque!
Mr. Barbeque!

Weenies Man!
Chicken fried pork steaks!
Skinless, boneless chicken breasts!

Says Mr. Barbeque!

Thanks to Bob Reynolds for correcting these lyrics

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