Lyrics"Coney"
Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley.
Closing time, way past last call We’re hungry but we don’t want baloney 1:50 am, someone says, "what now?" Only gotta say one word…coney Sleepin’ over, wakin’ up hungover Up all night riding the pony Instead of doing the walk of shame Only one word comes to mind…coney ‘Round here we never call ‘em red hots, and they’ve got no chili at all You can’t get ‘em in New Jersey, New York, Vermont or Montreal They’re not just hot dogs, when they’re made in Michigan they’re worth your while It’s not just a kind of restaurant, it’s a lifestyle Sittin’ ‘round in a haze playin’ video games Got the munchies hangin’ out with your cronies Someone hits pause and for the good of the cause Only one word is spoken…coney When there’s time to dine and have a good time No one wants a pizza pie with pepperoni Don’t wanna drink & drive, so you rule out the dive bar There’s only one option…coney When you’re texting your friends to get together again You wanna eat where no one acts like a phony The message back lets you know exactly where to go Only one word is texted…coney Flint-style always brings a smile, if it’s not a Koegel, it’s just not the same Gotta have that dry meat sauce, onions and mustard it’s the only way Forget Detroit or Jackson, head up to Angelo's if you’re brave Don’t even need a menu, “Two up!” is all you gotta say When we’re in mood for late night food, And we’re sick and tired of cheese and macaroni It’s not a diner or a greasy spoon One word says it all…coney Copyright © ℗ 2016 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved. Coney Lyric Video |
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