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Buzz Martin - Butterin' Up Biscuit lyrics
My little woman’s like a batch of homemade biscuits How she’ll turn out I never really know Sometimes she’s warm and soft sweet like a fresh-baked light bread biscuit But sometimes she’s cold and hard like half-baked sourdough So I just call her biscuit for her pet name That just seems to fit her to a tea Now butterin’ up a hot biscuit’s a fairly easy thing to do But stale old butter on a cold hard biscuit is a near disaster too But I’m gonna have a hard time butterin’ biscuit up tonight She’ll be cold and hard and burnt to a crisp and spoilin’ for a fight I’ll have to turn on all my charm and try with all my might Even then it won’t be easy a butterin’ biscuit up tonight I stopped at a honky tonk to cash my paycheck Run into a cute little cookie I used to know Now I’m headin home and I’m drunk and sick and plumb out of excuses Me and that cute little cookie we spent all of my little biscuit’s dough And I’m gonna have a hard time butterin’ biscuit up tonight She’ll be cold and hard and burnt to a crisp and spoilin’ for a fight I’ll have to turn on all my charm and try with all my might Even then it won’t be easy a butterin’ biscuit up tonight |
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