George Strait - Hot Grease And Zydeco lyrics

I hear the music big daddy's place Smell that gumbo coming through that ole screen door Fans a blowing, flys a buzzing, people jitter bugging on that hardwood floor Worked my fingers down to the bone make the money and spend it on Hot grease and zydeco Feed my belly feed my hungry soul it's friday night let the good times roll Hot grease and zydeco My babys loving is deep fried Golden brown legs and that long black hair We start cooking when we kiss, no time at all lord she takes me there head on the bayou they stirring it up, tastes so good I cant get enough Hot grease and zydeco Feed my belly feed my hungry soul it's friday night let the good times roll Hot grease Hot grease and zydeco hot grease and zydeco Feed my belly feed my hungry soul it's friday night let the good times roll Hot grease and zydeco Feed my belly feed my hungry soul Turn it up burn it up say sho Hot grease Hot grease and zydeco