Love Song

Face in a trance,

While I wait,

I’m so happy I could dance.

You came up to me,

And you asked me,

“Sir, please” What do you want?

Loud people, and loud noises

No matter I ignore this,

One deep breath,

And I say altogether,

I want the number seven spicy,

With some red beans,

And some BBQ, Sauce on the side,

And why don’t you give it to me,

With the buttery, buttery bis-cuit and some Dr. P.

I’m going to wait here, til you saaaay,

The number sevens ready,

Come on up and get baby,

Thank you for coming to Popeyes today.

I love the strips, and the trips,

To the Cajun chicken house,

My big black truck, swings round your drive through,

Your chicken spice,

Is  so damn nice,

You are just what I thought you were,

When you close, a piece of me dies.

Your rice is, amazing,

Dirty or red, and the gravy

On your mashed, potatoes, makes me want to fly,

I want the number seven spicy,

With some red beans,

And some BBQ, Sauce on the side,

And why don’t you give it to me,

With the buttery, buttery bis-cuit and some Dr. P.

I’m going to wait here, til you saaaay,

The number sevens ready,

Come on up and get baby,

Thank you for coming to Popeyes today.

I want the number seven spicy,

And red beans,

And the BBQ you can’t forget,

And why don’t you give it to me,

Baby give it to me,

With the buttery biscuit and Dr. P.

I want your chicken,

Finger lickin,

I’m the Juggarnaut, in your parking lot

I’m going to wait here, and staaay,

And when you call my number,

I’m coming baby running

I’ll walk the seven seas,

To get you and your crispy,

Chicken from Popeyes, today.