George Strait - Hot Grease and Zydeco lyrics
[George Strait - Hot Grease and Zydeco lyrics]
Smell that gumbo coming through
That ole screen door
Fans a blowing, flies 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 baby's 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 of the bayou they stirring it up
Tastes so good I can't 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