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Backstory:

Just made it up.                                                                                                                                                                    

Lyrics:

                                                  
(Verse)
Momma’s cookin Gator
frying chunks of tail
Shrimp chillin in the fridgerator
boilin in a pail

Jambalaya’s all made up
we got sauteed crab claws
and the women folk won’t stop
until we eat it all

(Chorus)
It’s a Cajun cookout
a party goin down 
And there ain’t no doubt
it’s a good time goin round
Dancin to the music
fiddles and guitars
Got a bonfire goin
underneath the twinklin stars

(Verse)
Boiled corn and Okra
It’s Louisiana fine
Crawfish in a big pile
enough to blow your mind

And there ain’t no lack of beer
we done cracked the first keg
We’re pourin brew and cheer
so ev’rybody shake a leg

(Repeat Chorus)

(Bridge)
Tonight is our night
Let’s let the good times roll
Take advantage of the moonlight
bring peace to your soul

(Repeat Chorus)

(End)
It’s a Cajun cookout
a party’s going down
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