"Thought Sausage" lyrics
"Thought Sausage"
Thought sausage fallen through your head
Bits and pieces hanging in the shed
Churnin' out links on the other side
Cut 'em up again and stir it in the sauce, stir it in the sauce
Mama's gumbo, silky fine
Papa's birthday, takin' up time
Tight little secret from my mama's side
Use a little secret and stir it in the sauce, stir it in the sauce, stir it
Mama said "back out the kitchen 'til I'm good and ready
Stuff ain't ready yet!"
Mama's gumbo, bubblin' time
Aw, little baby, sittin' to the side
Matter of the spatter just makin' him cry
Swipe a little drop of it and stir it in the sauce, stir it in the sauce
Thought sausage smokin' in the shed
Tickle in the kitchen just losin' that head
Laughin' out loud at supper time
One more taste and stir it in the sauce, stir it in the sauce, stir it
Mama said "get out the kitchen, daddy, 'til I'm good and ready
This stuff ain't ready yet!"
Mama said "get out the kitchen, daddy, 'til I'm good and ready
Just come and get it!"
Mama said "come on in this kitchen, daddy, 'cause I'm good and ready
Come on and get it!"
Writer(s): Michael N. Houser, David A. Schools, Domingo S. Ortiz, Todd A. Nance, John Robert Hermann, John F. Bell
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album:
"Don't Tell The Band" (2001)
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