Slaw

Hangovers they are the worst But I'll tell you a little fix Hair of the dog don't even compare To the Fishs Badwich Off Highway 62 On the south end of the Quah There's a joint for Bar-B-Que In a metal garage If your feeling bad Go talk to my friend Jedd He's the skinny white dude up in the back Half drunk with a head full of dreads Say Jedd I need it good And he'll give you a little wink Bologna brisket on a bun With a split ole sausage link Tell the waitress put that slaw on it Baby put that sauce on it Put a little love put a little sweet and spice Honey it can't be beat Put it on a plate now honey Take my lunchtime money For the best damn sandwich you done ever saw With a big ole scoop of that homemade slaw After you get your belly full Let's head on down the street Pick a 30 pack of keystone up and Some hooch from Mary It's gonna be a long night On ole Grand Avenue Hoping the cops they dont get called And chase the girls off before 2 I've done plenty of time In ole CCDC Met a lot of cool folk round there That'll have a drink or 2 with me If I'm a little broke I'll head right down the street Hit ole Uncle Neddy's right on up And get drunk up on the cheap Tell the waitress put that slaw on it Baby put that sauce on it Put a little love put a little sweet and spice Honey it can't be beat Put it on a plate now honey Take my lunchtime money For the best damn sandwich you done ever saw With a big ole scoop of that homemade slaw Put some slaw on it Baby put that sauce on it Put a little love put a little sweet and spice Honey it can't be beat Put it on a plate now honey Take my lunchtime money For the best damn sandwich you done ever saw With a big ole scoop of that homemade Slaw on it Baby put that sauce on it Put a little love put a little sweet and spice Honey it can't be beat Put it on a plate now honey Take my lunchtime money For the best damn sandwich you done ever saw With a big ole scoop of that homemade slaw Whew Damn Good