abstract | - We've been simmerin' all dayLike a pot of rice and beansNow it's comin' along, gotta season an' saltWith the flavor of New Orleans And let you whip up a little zydecoAnd roll in all that jazzInfuse with the blues and here we goThis party's got the flavor Come on and pull up a seat at the tableIt won't be too long nowWe been cookin' up this rhythmAnd stirrin' up the south We're gonna taste that good ol' snare drumAnd crack it nice and loudGonna bring it to a boil and keep on dishin'If you can't take the beat, get out of the kitchen Yeah, you got it, babyMama gon' feed you nowWatch out I was servin' up this feastAnd there's plenty here for youTrust the spoon, you're gonna love this tuneAnd here's what you need to do Come on and pull up a seat at the tableIt won't be too long nowWe been cookin' up this rhythm, ooh yeahAnd stirrin' up the south Whoa, we're gonna taste that good ol' snare drumAnd crack it nice and loudGonna bring it to a boil and keep on dishin'If you can't take the beat, get out of the kitchen Uh, hear those drumsticksThat's it, baby, that's itPlay down that bouilla-bassAnd salt and pepper add it Right there, right thereWhoa, that sounds so goodGood taste with everything Oh, come on and pull up a seat at the tableIt won't be too long nowWe been cookin' up this rhythm, oh yeahAnd stirrin' up the south We're gonna single out the cymbalAnd the rushin', spinnin' roundWe're gonna bring it to a boil and keep on dishin'If you can't take the beat, get out of the kitchen Go, get out of the kitchenI said, go, get out of the kitchen'Cause I'm makin' me some gumbo
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