hot grease and zydeco

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