Bar-B-Que - Yancy Woodchuck

When you meet somebody that don't like soul food

They still got a soul

And it don't mean that you got no rhythm

If you don't like rock 'n roll

But if your tastes are like mine, you like cider not wine

And your very favorite thing to do

Is get a pretty girl dancin' to jug band music

And a mess of mama's barbecue

Barbecue

Lifts my spirit

I swear that it never fails

And the sauce mama makes just stays there forever

If you dare to get it under your nails

Barbecuueee

"Hehehe, oh thank you"