Guttermouth - Mr. Barbeque Lyrics
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Mr. Barbeque
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What Are The Lyrics For Mr. Barbeque By Guttermouth?
Hey now, welcome to my house
Gonna have a barbeque and maybe I'll invite you Got a side of pork Got a 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, the 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! Ah! 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 |
Who Wrote Mr. Barbeque By Guttermouth?
Jack Hammer, Otis Blackwell
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What's The Duration Of The Mr. Barbeque By Guttermouth?The duration of Mr. Barbeque is 3:00 minutes and seconds. |
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