It gets hot, mighty hot, on the road in east Texas

It sho affects us

Whinin’ in my beer while I’m ridin in my Lexus

And when the sun don’t shine

Den the tornados whine

And I wonder, Lawd I wonder, Where’s the sense that was mine?

I be utterly lost

I done counted the cost

Tradin’ hurricanes for ‘naders, all my brains mus’ been tossed!

This ain’t no sort of life fo’ a transplanted Cajun!

My soul is ragin’!

Get me some etoufee, some crawdad; don’t need no occasion!

De barbecue is good, yah, but hell, what else you got??

Barbecue dry? Barbecue wet? Barbecue mild or hot?

I miss me some gumbo!

Fix me a jumbo

Bowl,

with crawdads whole,

and a crusty French roll!

Some andouille jambalaya

To set my mouth on fire

It gets me higher!

Some Cajun, Creole cookin’ is fo’ what I aspire!

Wind up da meal wid a hot beignet

Or maybe I ‘druther Bananas Foster, flambé?

Quench all dat heat

Wid something’ sweet

Or a shot of absinthe, neat?

But my favorite dessert Commander’s Palace can’t beat!

She’s in the next room,

It’s dark as a tomb!

And she got what it takes to make my heart ZOOM!

And I call her Annette,

Got her off the Internet!

Both spicy, and still sweet; my fave dish, you bet!

So when I’m in tha kitchen

And I’m for my Cajun bitchin’

It helps to remember for what I’m really itchin’!

So for all Texas lacks,

I would never go back

All I really need’s right here, asleep in the back!

(oomph-ahh, da boomph-boomph-ahh!) Mark’s out!