| Have more Chili Copyright Alice E. Steimle - 2003 |
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| Now that we're retired, I've improved the way I cook I don't have to go digging for that book Now Chili is the one thing I just love and adore You'd better open the windows and every door Now thinking I had everything right at my fingertips I could almost taste it in my watering mouth and lips Browning up the chopped meat, no onions can I add Cowboy doesn't like them, and that makes me mad Just about the time I needed the cumin, I had run out Now that made me upset, you could almost hear my shout I got into my trusty T-bird and raced to the store I couldn't wait to get out, but I couldn't open the door |
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| When I just about got there, I came to a red light Looking in the mirror, I thought "Boy, what a sight!" I want you to know I had one thing on my mind I had to get that cumin fast; no time to be cute and kind Finally I got home, and back to my chili that awaited me I knew how to make it good and hot, all from memory A dash of salt and pepper, chili pepper, onion, garlic, all a must I had to get this finished, or surely I would bust Finally it came to dinner time, as Cowboy and I sat down to eat There came a knock at our door, the Avon lady I would greet By the time I got back to the table, my chili had turned cold Jeez, it's wicked when one must grow old |
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| After all was said and done, thank God Cowboy went outside As for me, I just wanted to run and hide I must admit the chili turned out great, you can see I prayed I'd fall asleept back, before Cowboy came in bed with me Y'all know I love that man a lot, and I'll stick by him to the end He's my companion, lover, supported and best friend There isn't much I can't take, Lord, how great thou art I just can't stand to be so close to him when Cowboy starts to f--- |
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