Greebly Mork - Everybody Eats At My House

Everybody eats at my house
Come on inside, grab a seat at the table
Everybody eats at my house
Just walk right in if you are able
Everybody eats at my house
Grab a plate of vittles and the stuffin
Cuz everybody eats at my house
Until you get your fill of food and lovin

There's room for lots more, why ya standing there for?
Come on in and be at home
If you're cold I'll help you heat up, if you're hungry pull a seat up
When it comes to cookin extra Ma don't mind!

Everybody eats at my house
Come on inside, make yourself at home now
Everybody eats at my house
Take one glass of milk, or take the whole cow
Everybody eats at my house
We got traffic comin through here like they're on their way to Woodstock
Cuz everybody eats at my house
Welcome, welcome, welcome and the doors aren't never locked

Why the bad mood? We got plenty of food!
Open up the box and look around!
And if something makes you gag, just politely put it back
But just don't let it get you down

Everybody eats at my house
Come on inside and grab yourself a biscuit
Why's it so good? Love is the secret!
Everybody eats at my house
We got everything, so you don't need a menu!

It may be hot, but you won't hear any bitchin
We got nothing but love coming from my soul kitchen!

Everybody eats at my house!

Written by:
Arthur Mook

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