Shampoo Drive-Thru - For Starters, We'll Have Seconds

Good Morning, Grandma
Did you hear the news
I found the perfect side
For your favorite stew

If you like it
I could bring it to you
From the good old
Days of 2002

It's like a liquid
So viscous you
Could scoop it with
A slotted spoon

Do you know, do you know
How to find the groove
Back it up Back it up
To this funky tune

Into a black hole
We're dancing feet first
Through a wormhole
Across the universe

Into a black hole
We're sliding feet first
Through a wormhole
Across the universe

Good evening, hostess
Please don't stare
When we come from this
Is stylish hair

We've come a long way
From some ancient fare
A dish for which our people
Don't much care

How do you make this?
Please write it there
You are the patron saint
Of answered prayers

Oh no I hope that
We have the right cookware
Okay. So long
Thank you. Take care

Into a black hole
We're dancing feet first
Through a wormhole
Across the universe

Angel voices sing
As the buffet beckons
Can we help you please
For starters, I'll have seconds

One scoop now and two to-go
Gravy flows from the heavens
More flavor than I've ever known
I've lost count of my blessings

Into a black hole
We're dancing feet first
Through a wormhole
Across the universe

Into a black hole
We're sliding feet first
Through a wormhole
Across the universe

Written by:
Bryan Bednarek, Ken Fritz, Louis Dellorto

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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