Mesquite Cafe - 4th Man Barbeque (Remaster)

Highway 94 my belly’s getting angry and starting to roar
Rearview mirror shows a face getting lean
If I don’t eat, you’ll see a man get mean
I just want some low slow barbeque
I don’t need no mickity mick
Don’t want no hot dogs hanging on a stick
No fish, no fins, no food with gills
Plastic burgers flipped on a grill
I just want some low slow barbeque
Who’s that 4th man in that barbeque
Who’s that 4th man
Black Cadillac horses run
Blowing past the law and everyone
Clackity clack and lickity split
Throw away your saddle and your Cadillac bit
I just want some low slow Barbeque
There it is up the road
4th man barbeque ‘bout to explode
Cadillac wheels churning up dirt
Out my way before y’all get hurt
I just want some low slow barbeque
Who’s that 4th man in that barbeque
Who’s that 4th man
Finally made it safe inside
Look at that beef there’s nowhere to hide
Got my fork and fingers too
Gonna tell ya’ what I’m gonna do
I just want some low slow barbeque
Two man, three man, fourth man go
Get that fire and turn it down low
There’s no hurry there’s no rush
Feeling rather lucky like royal flush
I just want some low slow barbeque
Who’s that 4th man in that barbeque
Who’s that 4th man

Written by:
Paul Villanueva

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