Been working on this for months now but finally finished. First song I ever wrote. Not bad huh?
Call my mama call my papa
They still live in Arizona
While I'm stuck up here in PA
With the french toast blues
You still got that little doggy?
All the windows getting foggy
Is it possible they all know something
About the french toast blues
Rock them, sock them maple syrup
So much heat it makes you burp
Worst to first is how we cruise
With the french toast blues
Walking down the darkest highway
Tastes so sweet it's like a pieway
What the hell is all this talk
About the french toast blues
Ain't got none of the nuclear codes
Don't need them cause I carry a peaceful load
Don't you want to share with me
Together our french toast blues
Rock them, sock them maple syrup
So much heat it makes you burp
Worst to first is how we cruise
With the french toast blues
The turkeys all fly south for winter
Climb the tree and get that splinter
Everybody still don't know
About these french toast blues
Shuck the corn and fuel your engine
Fluff the pillows and you'll get to heaven
Do the banks still even care today
About the french toast blues
Call my mama call my papa
They still live in Arizona
While I'm stuck up here in PA
With the french toast blues
You still got that little doggy?
All the windows getting foggy
Is it possible they all know something
About the french toast blues
Rock them, sock them maple syrup
So much heat it makes you burp
Worst to first is how we cruise
With the french toast blues
Walking down the darkest highway
Tastes so sweet it's like a pieway
What the hell is all this talk
About the french toast blues
Ain't got none of the nuclear codes
Don't need them cause I carry a peaceful load
Don't you want to share with me
Together our french toast blues
Rock them, sock them maple syrup
So much heat it makes you burp
Worst to first is how we cruise
With the french toast blues
The turkeys all fly south for winter
Climb the tree and get that splinter
Everybody still don't know
About these french toast blues
Shuck the corn and fuel your engine
Fluff the pillows and you'll get to heaven
Do the banks still even care today
About the french toast blues