| Thought sausage fallen through your head
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| Bits and pieces hanging in the shed
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| Churnin' out links on the other side
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| Cut 'em up again and stir it in the sauce, stir it in the sauce
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| Mama’s gumbo, silky fine
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| Papa’s birthday, takin' up time
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| Tight little secret from my mama’s side
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| Use a little secret and stir it in the sauce, stir it in the sauce, stir it
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| Mama said «back out the kitchen 'til I’m good and ready
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| Stuff ain’t ready yet!»
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| Mama’s gumbo, bubblin' time
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| Aw, little baby, sittin' to the side
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| Matter of the spatter just makin' him cry
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| Swipe a little drop of it and stir it in the sauce, stir it in the sauce
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| Thought sausage smokin' in the shed
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| Tickle in the kitchen just losin' that head
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| Laughin' out loud at supper time
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| One more taste and stir it in the sauce, stir it in the sauce, stir it
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| Mama said «get out the kitchen, daddy, 'til I’m good and ready
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| This stuff ain’t ready yet!»
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| Mama said «get out the kitchen, daddy, 'til I’m good and ready
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| Just come and get it!»
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| Mama said «come on in this kitchen, daddy, 'cause I’m good and ready
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| Come on and get it!» |