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Mary Lou's Cafe
Copyright 1979 Dana Clark
VERSE: Well, out one night to shake my blues
I headed down to Mary Lou’s
A greasy spoon that was second to none
Get a bite to eat and have a little fun
VERSE: There was soup on the stove and pie on the shelf
And there was good old Mary Lou herself
Over by the griddle just raisin’ hell
With a job to do and a story to tell
CHORUS: Mary Lou—ooo ooo oo ooo ooo ooo
Real home cookin’ like your mama’s best
Real good lookin’ as you mighta guessed
Mary Lou—ooo ooo oo ooo ooo ooo
Swear you gone to heaven after just one bite
Guaranteed to give a dying man an appetite
Mary Lou
VERSE: She’d be doing so much you just couldn’t keep up
Frying bacon and eggs, filling coffee cups
Cooking forty-three meals at the very same time
Clearing off the counter making change for a dime
VERSE: She’d keep a dozen conversations going all at once
Listen to your troubles as she cooked your lunch
Balance eighteen orders in the palm of her hand
Give you all you can eat ‘til it was all you could stand
VERSE: Well, it wasn’t very long ‘til we observed
She began to get the recognition she deserved
Barbara Walters came to town to do an interview
And there was Mary Lou on the five o’clock news
VERSE: On her birthday Jimmy Carter helped her celebrate
By proclaiming it a national holiday
They put her in the latest book of Who’s Who
Gave her the Nobel Prize for her chicken stew
CHORUS
VERSE: But early every morning you’ll still find her there
But you’ll be lucky if you find yourself a chair
She’ll be over by the griddle just raising hell
With a job to do and a story to tell
LAST CHORUS: Mary Lou--ooo ooo oo ooo ooo ooo
Real home cooking like your mama’s best
Real good looking like you might have guessed
Mary Lou--ooo ooo oo ooo ooo ooo
Swear you gone to heaven after just one bite
Guaranteed to give a dying man an appetite
Got more fire than a stick of dynamite
Mary Lou
Mary Lou