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  • You can't blame a thief for stealing wallets
    That's just what they do
    Can't blame
    Mary for stealing hearts
    When you taste her barbecue
    She got a brisket nice and tender
    Best you'll ever try
    Way she cooks so nice and slow
    Will keep you satisfied
    Kansas City to
    Memphis town
    Arkansas on down
    Come on into
    Mary's kitchen
    If you want your sausage ground
    She got a sign on her front porch says
    Hot stuff for sale
    In a little three room shotgun
    In the alley behind the jail
    Sweet, sour, thick or thin
    Tangy, hot or mild
    Some like it hot, some like it cold
    Some like it any way it's sold
    Kansas City to
    Memphis town
    Arkansas on down
    Come on into
    Mary's kitchen
    If you want your sausage ground
    Poking at her charcoal grill
    Putting sauce on her famous ribs
    When it comes to what you want
    The whole neighborhood's got dibs
    One taste and you'll be hooked
    It's like nothing else you've known
    Find yourself on her kitchen floor
    Hopin' she throws you a bone
    Kansas City to
    Memphis town
    Arkansas on down
    Come on into
    Mary's kitchen
    If you want your sausage ground
  • You can't blame a thief for stealing wallets
    That's just what they do
    Can't blame
    Mary for stealing hearts
    When you taste her barbecue
    She got a brisket nice and tender
    Best you'll ever try
    Way she cooks so nice and slow
    Will keep you satisfied
    Kansas City to
    Memphis town
    Arkansas on down
    Come on into
    Mary's kitchen
    If you want your sausage ground
    She got a sign on her front porch says
    Hot stuff for sale
    In a little three room shotgun
    In the alley behind the jail
    Sweet, sour, thick or thin
    Tangy, hot or mild
    Some like it hot, some like it cold
    Some like it any way it's sold
    Kansas City to
    Memphis town
    Arkansas on down
    Come on into
    Mary's kitchen
    If you want your sausage ground
    Poking at her charcoal grill
    Putting sauce on her famous ribs
    When it comes to what you want
    The whole neighborhood's got dibs
    One taste and you'll be hooked
    It's like nothing else you've known
    Find yourself on her kitchen floor
    Hopin' she throws you a bone
    Kansas City to
    Memphis town
    Arkansas on down
    Come on into
    Mary's kitchen
    If you want your sausage ground