The Miller Family Reunion

歌詞

Takin' pictures of Q while he's sleepin' It's a pastime Uh Throw a steak on the grill, put the drink on chill (Chill) This a motherfuckin' barbecue, for real (Real) All these days already gone by (Gone by) Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time Put a little gin in the punch (Punch) Grandma gettin' crunk, just fun Nobody give a fuck (Fuck) All these days already gone by (Gone by) Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time Hey, hey, hey The door's open, I might as well just stroll in Got some Arnie Palmer in my pitcher: call it Nolan Ryan, try it once and then you go there I am hopin' that we can kick it Reminiscin' only about the good times I know there's moments When you probably love me, but you didn't wanna show it Now I'm all around the globe, with everyone but you I know you fuckin' miss me, chill and keep it cool Never gettin' old, mane, grown, no Rogaine Fill your plate with all that food, you better eat the whole thing This a family reunion, all the grandmas be movin' Runnin' in three-legged races, people would cry if they losin' When I was two, my slide was blue When I was gone, my ice cream cone was a giant wand When my bike was all I was ridin' on Jewelry from a Happy Meal, fuck it, I was happy still Throw a steak on the grill, put the drink on chill (Chill) This a motherfuckin' barbecue, for real (Real) All these days already gone by (Gone by) Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time Put a little gin in the punch (Punch) Grandma gettin' crunk, just fun Nobody give a fuck (Fuck) All these days already gone by (Gone by) Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time Hey Come and step inside the Electric Slide Sprayin' squirt guns at you like it's pesticide So why you buggin'? Lil' man, stop buggin' I gotta spend some time with some friends of mine Get away from everything, go and rest your mind It's not nothin' Lil' man, it's not nothin' All my little cousins actin' like some munchkins Runnin' in the trees and they're cryin' out their eyes Have to rush 'em to the ER, maybe just a Band-Aid will do it You can sing along, please let the band play the music Always nice you can come back home Your friends go off, but then they come back grown Nice to know that you're never alone Family reunions whenever I'm home Throw a steak on the grill, put the drink on chill (Chill) This a motherfuckin' barbecue, for real (Real) All these days already gone by (Gone by) Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time Put a little gin in the punch (Punch) Grandma gettin' crunk, just fun Nobody give a fuck (Fuck) All these days already gone by (Gone by) Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time (Long time)