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Backstory:

I was doing an album of comedy/novelty songs.                                                                                                                                       

Lyrics:

                                                  
ROADKILL
DRIVIN` HOME FROM BINGO IN MY OL` PICKUP TRUCK
WONDERIN` WHAT MY WIFE WAS FIXIN` US TO EAT
LATELY IT SEEMS ALL I GET IS BEANS...I`M `BOUT READY TO SAY YUCK
I`D LOVE TO SINK MY TEETH INTO SOME MEAT

THEN I SPOTTED ON THE CENTERLINE OF THE HIGHWAY UP AHEAD
A POSSUM JUST RUNNED OVER...WHAT A SIGHT
I STOPPED AND SCRAPED THAT VARMINT UP AND TOSSED HIM IN THE BED
THERE`S BEEN A CHANGE O` MENU MAMA..WE GOT FRESH MEAT TONIGHT
WE`RE TALKIN...
ROADKILL FOR BREAKFAST...ROADKILL FOR LUNCH
WHAT`S RUN DOWN ON A FRIDAY NIGHT MAKES SUNDAY MORNIN` BRUNCH
YOU ALL SEE A CARCASS WITH A TREADMARK ON IT`S BACK
WE SEE WHAT`S FOR DINNER...WITH LEFTOVERS FOR SNACKS

WHETHER IT`S A GOPHER..A RABBIT..OR A SQUIRREL
OR ON SPECIAL RARE OCCASIONS...A DEAD WILD BOAR
THEM SIGHTS AND SMELLS I`M SURE COMPEL MOST CITY FOLKS TO HURL
BUT TO US IT`S A VIRTUAL ASPHAULT GROCERY STORE
REPEAT CHORUS
THE SECRET IS IN PROPERLY PREPARIN` A FRESH KILL
BEFORE YOU COOK IT...YOU MARINATE IT IN MOONSHINE
THAT MEAT WILL SOAK THE BOOZE UP LIKE A SPONGE ABSORBS A SPILL
TAKE THREE BITES YOU`LL BE SO DRUNK YOU`LL SWEAR IT`S USDA PRIME
REPEAT CHORUS
©R.S. Marshall
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