Mr. BBQ Lyrics

Hey now, welcome to my houseI'm gonna' have a BBQ and maybe I'll invite ya'Gotta side of porkGotta' side of creamy saladGot a jar of cole slaw and a case of lighter fluidOh my god!My arm's on fire!Somebody pass the dressing!Everybody remain calmI'm a professionalQuickly submerge the arm in mayonnaiseSays Mr. BBQHey, thanks a lot doc my arm's feeling greatOh, by the way, could you pass the mouth watering pork rinds?O.K. I think it's about time for everybody's favorite pigs feet eating contestReady?Go!!!Well, it looks like it's last years champion Mrs. BrownShe's in the leadNo, wait, it's Mr. BrownMrs. Brown, she's choking!!!Weenies manChicken fried pork steaksSkinless boneless chicken breastsMr. BBQ.Mrs. Brown is fineNow it's time to dineGrab yourself a plate the pork is really greatYou know, you never can be too careful with those under cooked pork chopsYou could get some diseaseOr worse yet, you could get struck by lightningOr drown in a kiddie poolSo don't be a fool, be sure to take all the necessary precautions when having a BBQWeenies manChicken...