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Opened up the kitchen fridge Hungry as a hound.
Looking for something to eat, This is what I found.
Sauces in the door, There was nothing more,
No meat, no milk, no vegetables, Just sauces in the door.
Soy & siracha, Cocktail sauce for sure.
Horseradish and grey poupon All chillin' in the door.
Sauces in the door, There was nothing more,
No meat, no milk, no vegetables. Just sauces in the door.
B-B-Q and Ponzu And so many more
A thousand island dressings All aging in the door.
Sauces in the door, There was nothing more,
No meat, no milk, no vegetables. Just sauces in the door.
Then I went to thinkin' About my life and more.
It seems there's lots of things in life That are sauces in the door.
We spend a lot of precious time On fantasy and lore.
They don't even make a decent meal, They only make us poor.
Sauces in the door, I don't need no more.
I've got enough sauce in my life I think I'll shut the door.