BEFORE THE ARCHITECT – AUTOCAD GRANDDAD –

SONG LYRICS

ABOUT A MOST UNUSUAL RESTAURANT WITH BED AND BREAKFAST

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EATIN’ GRITS AT MOMMA STONE’S

LYRICS BY RALPH PRESSEL

© 1989 Ralph Pressel

Chorus:

Eatin’ grits at Momma Stone’s

Black-eyed peas ‘n honeyed scones.

Her coffee’s strong enough to stand your hairs.

Damn fact, there’s no need fakin’

The joys of de-sert takin’

In Momma’s famous rooms a-way upstairs.

Stanza #1:

Now once your table’s clear,

Momma moves in with a leer

To ask, “Son, would you like a sweet or two?”

And when you say “Madame, some pie,”

She’ll stare you down with her good eye

To check out if’n you rate the house men-u.

Stanza #2:

Unless you’re in-flu-en-tial

Or you got it con-fi-den-tial

Old Mom’s de-sert prices ‘ll pass you by a mile.

They range from twenty-five to fifty

Dollars for a piece of nifty

Fixin’s in Mom’s leg-en-dar-y style.

Stanza #3:

Take your time now, don’t you hurry.

You don’t need to worry

‘bout all the traffic through the back door-way.

Them’s fellers comin’ ‘n goin’

After to-‘n-froin’ —

Quick-samplin’ Momma’s special of the day.

Stanza #4:

I re-co-mmend the cherry pie

And rank blueberry very high:

Sweet treats amongst the finest ever made.

But watch out for that A La Mode —

All night de-light like you ain’t knowed.

Come sun-rise boy, you’ll roll up with the shade.

Stanza #5:

So let’s give Mom our order,

Then we can down a snort or

Two, while pre-par-a-tions upstairs get jus’ right.

And read again her gar-on-tee,

“Come one, come all.  Momma ’ll set you free,

Sweet com-pa-ny that’s yours for one fine night.”

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