Bill Gaunce
Cold Pizza
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Cold Pizza
Bill Gaunce

Come on over baby, honey
We can get it on
Dance naked on the table
But please leave before the dawn
See I'm a man of freedom
And I like to be alone
I'm the ruler of my kingdom
I'm the king inside my home
I like to stay up late
And party all the night
And drift off when I get a little tight

And when the morning's here
I get my head all clear
With a slice of cold pizza
And a glass of warm beer

I like my catfish breaded
Deeply southern fried
I call up my lady
For a little on the side
I got one for the kitchen
Another for some lovin'
Send one home to her mama
Then go see what's in the oven
I agitate the neighbors
When I'm playing my guitar
Need smokes at 3am
And wake 'em when I start my car

And when the morning's here
One thing is clear
I need a slice of cold pizza
And another warm beer

Now when I die alone
Don't bury me at all
Just sit me in the corner
Somewhere near the hall
I won't miss the moonlight shimmer
Dance across your breasts
won't miss your backside leavin'
So I can get some rest
Won't miss getting' high
Or draggin' on some smokes
Or laughing 'till my side hurts
Telling dirty jokes

But my dear, what I'll miss I fear
Is a slice of cold pizza
and a glass of warm beer
Credits
Lyrics Credits: Bill Gaunce
Music Credits: Bill Gaunce
Producer Credits: Bill Gaunce
Performance Credits: Bill Gaunce
Metadata
Song Length: 3:55
Primary Genre: Blues-General
Secondary Genre: -
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Language: English
Era: 1970 - 1979