Bar-b-que bar-b-que, 
mmm, mmm, mmm
I just love me some bar-b-que.
Just wanna chew, chew, chew.
Shrimp-ka-bobs, baked beans, 
potatoe salad, my taste buds scream when it's time 
for bar-b-que.
Corn bread, collard greens, ice cold kool aid, 
grilled corn, and lets not forget juicy tender baby back ribs, 
smothered in daddy Jone's secret sauce...
mmm, mmm, mmm, 
bar-b-que! 
~crazy ann                
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