Bob Rivers - Chipmunks Roasting On An Open Fire lyrics

Chipmunks roasting on an open fire Hot sauce dripping from their toes (Oh! That tickles!) Yuletide squirrels fresh filleted by the choir They poked hot skewers through their nose (Ow! Wrong end, ya cowboy!) Everybody knows some pepper and a garlic clove (Ah-choo!) Help to make them seasoned right Tiny rats with a crisp golden coat Will really hit the spot tonight And now when Santa sees his tray (Ho ho ho ho ho ho) There'll be some homemade chipmunk jerky for his sleigh (MmmmHey, look at that!) And every hungry child is gonna spy To see if chipmunks really sing when they fry And so I'm brushing on some honey glaze To keep them crisp and juicy too Lets hope they get served many times many ways Tasty Chipmunks; good food Oh, Nat! Mr. Cole? Yes, sir, Mr. Seville? Would you mind handing me the barbeque sauce? I am starved! Oh, no problem Dave. Hey listen, you best be havin two of those drumsticks Because they're oh-so tiny and there ain't much meat upon 'em What about animal rights, Dave?! Put a sock in it, Melvin! You know, for years people said you overrated hamsters were my meal ticket. Now I guess you could just say youre my meal! Thats a good one, Dave! I always knew you was the funny one in the group! Damn straight! And so I'm offering some recipes From chipmunk pie to chipmunk stew I'm not really sad that it ended this way Furry chipmunks, screw you Did you hear that Melvin? Melvin> Mellllviiiiin!!!!! Why, I'm sorry Dave Did you want Melvin? There's plenty of Thagadore left though