(Riders On The Storm - Doors)

Burgers on the grill

Burgers on the grill
I've really had my fill
Of burgers on the grill

When the relatives go home
I'm stuck with chicken bones
And burgers on the grill


There's a steak tip on the coals
It fell down through the holes

And now it's caught on fire
Smells like a funeral pyre
I was tryin' to get it back

But it's turnin' pretty black
Steak tip on the coals


Yeah!

Wiener on the foil

The skin begins to boil
I dropped it in the soil
I thought that it was spoiled

So I washed it with a hose
And fed it to Aunt Rose
Wiener on the foil


Burgers on the grill
Burgers on the grill