Dry WHite Toast
Hmm, She was hard at work.
She was hardly working for the money,
As a local DJ.
I stopped by to see if she’d ask the Chef,
To make my favorite meal of Dead Baby Seal.
I told her, “I got to have some today.
Bring me an order of Dry White Toast,
There can be no delay.
Do you hear what I say?”
She said, “You don’t respect, awh, my authority.”
R E S P E C T
I told her, “My tongue was looking forward to licking,
An order of her Dry White Toast and four whole fried chickens.
I told her, “Mmm, I want to have some today.
Give me an order of Dry White Toast,
Do you hear what I say?”
She said, “You boys need to move along.
To the penitentiary.
You still owe the Chef two hundred bucks,
From the last time ya’ll ate here.”
I said, “Me and Woody we’ve fallen on hard times.
What can I get for a nickel?”
She said, “A glass of cool running water,
And a big old rubber pickle.”
I told her, “Mmm, can’t you see what I say?
Bring me an order of Dry White Toast,
Bring it out today”
She was hardly working for the money,
As a local DJ.
I stopped by to see if she’d ask the Chef,
To make my favorite meal of Dead Baby Seal.
And, uh, how ‘bout, uh, some of your custard pie, girl?
It sure look good!
Yeah, uh, how about a piece from the middle,
You know, uh, I don’t like the crust.
You know, uh, you could give me a piece from the middle.
It ain’t got no crust on it, you know.
That piece on the edge, it’s kind of crusty.
I don’t like it when it’s crusty, girl.
Mmm, but it sure look good!
How ‘bout givin’ me some of that piece in the middle , girl.
Mmm.