At The Barbeque Songtext
(hahaha)

Cold chillin'

Summer, Summer, Summer
is my rhyme
Where you going, Father Time?
what you doing eatin' chicken?
finger stickin'
sun, it shines
What's that mom?
What ya sayin'?
What ya say?
Is it time?
I can't believe it!
I must have waited all my life!
At least all winter for my right
to do this thing we always do
What's that? I thought you knew
It's my family's barbecue

Uncle Richard brings the chips
Aunt Elaine she makes the dip
Cousin Brian makes the franks
Little Rolo pullin' pranks
Father Donald brings the steak that Mother Audrey has to make
We got the park for the whole day
volleyball, the sun, and shade

At the barbecue
Take off our shoes
Got so much to do
Got so much to do
At the barbecue
Take off our shoes
At the barbecue
We got so much to do

Speakin' of do
Have I told you 'bout Joe?
He's the cousin up ta somethin'
Going for the gold
He brings valium pies to the barbecue
with the Ex-Lax cake and the Scooby-Doo
mixing dirty plate with fun
laughin' it off with Rolo and stungs, go

You hear what I'm sayin'?

This year little Rolo and Joe
Got crazier though
They fed me and Bobby some tricked Doritos
Then we started to fly
We went up to the sky
on the tail of a comet
we were sittin' on it
Then they took some M-80s
blew up the grill and the gravies
While we were hanging out with the alien ladies
Oh, the alien ladies
Green glow heads when you lay them down
On their alien beds
They sing their song
It goes:

"I just saw somebody that looked just like you
They walked just like you
I thought it was you"

I said, "Baby, I'm from the planet Earth
I've been their since birth, yeah
My vehicle is back in San Diego, CA
Real far away
But now I'm here to
Love your space body
And whip out my wallet and give you space money
To pay for your dinner at
Space Mickey D's
To buy you space fries
Quarter Pounder, space cheese
Onion rings, a space Big Mac
Space Happy Meal
And some money