Lyrics
At the potluck with my plate in hand, mystery dishes from every land
Curiosity got the best of me.
Looks like something from a fantasy
Smelled the casserole, didn't want to try
Ate a bite,
oh my,
oh why
My taste buds scream, call the fire brigade
Can they cook?
I'm a bit afraid
Potluck Madness,
taste bud crime
Everyone's smiling, faking fine
Take a drink to wash it down
Hope I survive this culinary town
Aunt Flo's chili has seen better days
Green and slimy in several ways
Uncle's pie was a crusty beast
Party on, a culinary feast
Potluck Madness, Taste Bud crime
Everyone's smiling, faking fine
Take a drink to wash it down
Hope I survive this culinary town
Sue's salad has a life of its own
Jimmy's jello wobbles grown
Dental floss in the mystery sauce
Hold my breath and pray, boss
WRITERS
Deontay Harris, London Henry
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