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  1. Goetta Picnic

From the album The Haunts of Youth

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Lyrics

(By Laurel Lane)

You bring the blankets, I'll bring the basket
We'll hit the store and pick up some snacks for it
and take them out on the road
You get the peppers, I'll get the goetta
Nothin' like sausage will bring kids together
when they're so far away from home

Don't forget to bring the bottle opener
'Cus wine don't do no good when corks get in the way
I'll drive all night with a screw stuck in my tire
to be with you for just a single day

Oh, we didn't make it in time
Now there's a big, bright, red, no-vacancy sign
flashing S.O.L - guess we're out of luck
Looks like we're spending the night in the back of my pickup truck

Oh, I guess we'll just drive on from this spot
and cruise 'til we find a Walmart parking lot
They may not have internet or cable TV
or free continental breakfast in the lobby
but they're 24 hours and they sure are friendly
When I make my bed with you
Where we make it don't make a difference to me
When I make my bed with you
Where we make it don't make a difference to me

Sausage!