FUN FACT:
I wrote and recorded this song in 6 hours on a Saturday.
lyrics
The Waffle House
Dwight Evan Young
Cruisin’ around,
Everybody’s in town,
And I’m down to chill
After I fill myself with hashbrowns.
It’s a quarter after four
When I step in the door.
It’s open late, and I can’t wait,
I’ve got a hungerin’ for
The Waffle House
(I’m going to the Waffle House)
Checkin’ out the menu,
All the options, and then you
Realize, it’s no surprise,
There’s only one thing that can do.
Order a plate of steamy hash browns.
Got your eyes on the fryer, the stove, and the sounds
Got you salivatin’ while you’re waitin’, getting covered.
Hey yo, Sherri, don’t forget, I said I want ‘em smothered.
Get ‘em chunked, peppered, capped, no wait, I want ‘em diced.
Any way you wanna order, it’s always quite nice.
So if it’s country, topped, or maybe plain
I’ll take my triple-HB’s “all the way” to the Waffle House.
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