Scott Alan Zwolski - Road Kill Cafe

There's a place in Illinois I'm sure that you'd all enjoy
Just the place to have a beer with a bar room atmosphere

But the meals are never planned till' the Interstate's been scanned
Then they serve it up with pride with potatoes on the side

It's the special of the day at the Road Kill Café

The bartender named Annette is just as cute as a lady can get
And her service with a smile keeps you hangin' round' a while

But every now and then you gotta slip her a $5 or $10
Then she's sure to buy you drinks she could care what the manager thinks

It's the special of the day at the Road Kill Café
It's the special of the day at the Road Kill Café

Now the cook his name is John Lord knows what drugs he's on
He makes the meanest Possum stew, Raccoon and Rabbit too

It doesn't matter what he cooks; you know he writes his own cookbooks
And his motto is you kill-em' I chop, slice, dice, and grill-em'

It's the special of the day at the Road Kill Café
It's the special of the day at the Road Kill Café

Written by:
Scott Zwolski

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