Everybody's Eatin' Barbeque

03:10
Costello & Hipps feat. Pugs
Pat Costello / Tom Hipps

Story

Sloppy, saucy, tangy and tasty... Could be describing summer's smoky delight--barbeque--or this blues number itself.

Lyrics

All the old dogs roll back into town
Pull up at my doorstep ready to party down
Well talk and we’ll laugh and we’ll throw back a few
But when it’s time to eat we know just what we’ll do
‘Cause when you come to my place
Everybody’s eatin’ barbeque

You know I like ‘em spicy mmm I like ‘em sweet
Dripping with sauce no matter the cost
Man they can’t be beat
So put down that fork and I don’t need no spoon
Grab on tight with both hands and then we’ll follow through
When you come to my place
Everybody’s eatin’ barbeque

I don’t want no puny salad or even a juicy steak
When I get the jones for bones I need just one thing on my plate
And all the old dogs they feel just like I do
Taste so doggone good it’s gonna chase away my blues
‘Cause when you come to my place
Everybody’s eatin’ barbeque

(“Pass the sauce… mmm… mighty fine”)

When you come to my place
Everybody’s eatin’ barbeque