Side Of Fries

Intro verse 1 I was walking down the street one day And my mind was in a slide When this well-dressed, all-dressed, hot dog said “French fries on the side” He was golden brown and about six feet long His bun was toasted fast As he turned away, he did remark “Frankfurts built to last” Well, my momma didn’t tell me And my poppa didn’t say This world’s a busy place And time just wastes away Brother didn’t happen And sister never stayed Momma hardly opened And Poppa never played verse 2 Once I came home with a brand new suit And a charge account to boot There was a Chevrolet sitting on the couch With a Cadillac ready to toot After drinks and conversation too ‘Bout the meaning of inner need Said, you’re a man for real, Yes, it’s a deal Satisfaction’s guaranteed Well, my momma didn’t tell me And my poppa didn’t say This world’s a busy place And time just wastes away Brother didn’t happen And sister never stayed Momma hardly opened And Poppa never played Instrumental Well, my momma didn’t tell me And my poppa didn’t say This world’s a busy place And time just wastes away Brother didn’t happen And sister never stayed Momma hardly opened And Poppa never played verse 3 I was lying on my desk at ease Cancelling the afternoon When the door swung open to a fruit of the loom Screaming, “Smoke me to the moon” He was a xenophobe with a .38 Besides a ruptured spleen But I kept my cool, as he slowly drooled Only Brand X cleans to clean Well, my momma didn’t tell me And my poppa didn’t say This world’s a busy place And time just wastes away Brother didn’t happen And sister never stayed Momma hardly opened And Pappa never played