Barbeque - Robert Earl Keen
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Barbeque Lyrics
Ooh, when I was a little boy, only one or two
First thing I did enjoy was a plate of barbecueBarbecue, sliced beef and bread
Ribs and sausage and a cold big red
Barbecue makes old ones feel young
Barbecue make everybody someoneIf you're feelin' puny, you don't know what to do
Treat yourself to some meat, eat some barbecueNow there was once this girl I knew, she treated me so mean
I offered her my barbecue, she licked my platter cleanBarbecue, sliced beef and bread
Ribs and sausage and a cold big red
Barbecue makes old ones feel young
Barbecue make everybody someoneIf you're feelin' puny, you don't know what to do
Treat yourself to some meat, eat some barbecueNow don't give me no broccoli or any Swiss fondue
Baby, if you want to rock me, give me good ole barbecueBarbecue, sliced beef and bread
Ribs and sausage and a cold big red
Barbecue makes old ones feel young
Barbecue make everybody someoneIf you're feelin' puny, you don't know what to do
Treat yourself to some meat, eat some barbecueDon't send me to Heaven, it ain't where I should go
'Cause the Devil's got a charcoal pit and a good fire down belowBarbecue, sliced beef and bread
Ribs and sausage and a cold big red
Barbecue makes old ones feel young
Barbecue make everybody someoneIf you're feelin' puny, you don't know what to do
Treat yourself to some meat, let your feet hit the street
Find a good place to eat, get some barbecue