Verse 1.
When I was a kid and money was short
We ate from the garden, and the fish Daddy caught,
But when Mom went all-out, and we had a treat,
She’d break out the grill, and we had burgers to eat.
Chorus
Hamburgers ... the finest cuisine:
A pleasure to the palate, if you know what I mean.
For the sake of my health, many things I cut out.
But a burger’s a staple I cannot live without.
Verse 2.
Since money was short, we seldom bought a school lunch
And truthfully told, I didn’t miss ‘em that much.
But every Friday, with a gleam in my eyes,
I’d shell out my buck for a burger and fries!
Repeat Chorus:
Verse 3.
Even now as an adult – you know what I want
When I’m going out to a fine restaurant.
A hamburger might be a social mistake,
But just change the name, and I have a chopped steak!
Repeat Chorus:
written for the Wendy's Search for Sizzling Sounds contest in 2000. Dave did not choose me as the winner :(
Friday, January 27, 2006
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9 comments:
Hopefully, you dont prefer it to T-bone, do you?
I don't have T-bone enough to make a comparison. (My dad wasn't a cattleman.)
Oh, that's too bad that Dave didn't choose you! I thought it was very good!
I've grown up in cattle country all my life so we have beef, beef, beef, and more beef.
So I find it almost hilarious to visit relatives in other states where fish and chicken is more of a regular dish and all they serve us is steak and hamburgers (cause they decided to treat us to a special dinner)!! LOL
Beef, it's what's for dinner.
Oh, that's too bad that Dave didn't choose you! I thought it was very good!
You oughta' hear it with the music.
I betcha' I know what the problem was, though (why he didn't pick me). The judges, I believe, were from Rolling Stone magazine ... at least, the best I recall, their website was where I had to go to download the entry form, or rules, or details, or whatever. I betcha' it was the rock'n'rollers who didn't like my catchy country tune! :)
Oh probably! It probably wasn't the "style" they were looking for, even if it would've appealed to their audience more than some of the stuff they choose to use.
DAB:
That's what I keep tellin' myself.
GRIN.
I see you noticed my own personal acronym!
DAB:
My mother's middle name is Ann, and she, together with her next four siblings, had middle initials A,E,I,O,U. Each of them had initials that spelled a word, and one was glad that she didn't get her sister's first name, or she would have been DUM.
When I thought about your initials, all I could think of was Dennis Swanberg's description of converting from Methodist to Baptist, and getting a Baptist baptism. When they asked him if he had previously been baptized (and how much water had been used), he said, "A little DAB 'll do ya'" And they disagreed, and he got dunked. LOL.
LOL! Yep I've heard that one!
That is so funny about your mother and her siblings! My next youngest sister has E as her middle inital, but that's where it stopped, the rest of them have consonants (they've always been sad that they don't have an acronym). If my grandmother had married someone with a last name beginning with a T, she would have been BLT. :D
And I think everyone can be thankful that their initials aren't DUM!
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