A Love Song To Popeyes

Darker verses by Greg, lighter verses by Kathy Jaller

when i taste a popeyes treat
it sweeps me off my feet
and with a little jazzy beat
damn yo! my life's complete

if you go to popeyes you don't buy the fries
you eat delicious buttery biscuits
i have two hands, one biscuit in each
and when i taste the butter i go into a paraplegic fit

the buttery goodness is so nice
it aint enough to hit that twice
you gotta do it right cousin
get yoself a bakers dozen

i've been told that popeyes chicken and biscuits
would be better with beer
but the thought of being wasted and
not remembering the taste makes me shiver with fear

fluffy, buttery, flaky and delicious
even if it ain't nutritious
2, 4, 6, 8
when its biscuit time ain't no time to hydrate

now PETA may disagree bout how popeyes gets its chicken
good thing biscuits like manna come from buttery heaven
some people tell me that popeyes will make me fat
but next time someone gets in the way of me and the 'pop my hand'll be on my gat

when i taste a popeyes treat
it sweeps me off my feet
and with a little jazzy beat
damn yo! my life's complete