Bar-b-que bar-b-que,
mmm, mmm, mmm
I just love me some bar-b-que.
Just wanna chew, chew, chew.
Shrimp-ka-bobs, baked beans,
potatoe salad, my taste buds scream when it's time
for bar-b-que.
Corn bread, collard greens, ice cold kool aid,
grilled corn, and lets not forget juicy tender baby back ribs,
smothered in daddy Jone's secret sauce...
mmm, mmm, mmm,
bar-b-que!
~crazy ann
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