Happy Scrapple Daddy Polka

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I'm your happy scrapple daddy from the Pennsylvania farm I'm your happy scrapple daddy with all them piggish charms Raised up in the hill, my taste is most refined I'm your happy scrapple daddy bringing greasy good times [Verse 2] I hope you like your pig feet, I really hope you do 'Cause I love to see a chin just a drippin' with goo I start with the feet I eat the whole hog and the kneezies With my grinnin' greasy lips I'm the wandering wailing weenie [Chorus] Pork liver, lambies tongues, Vienna sausage, aw save me some Chitlins, ah them chitlins, calf brains and rare steaks Linguisa and kielbasa eat your sistеr by mistake Yummy, yummy, yummy, gummy gooey goo Oh what that meat еatin' gonna make you wanna do I feel like a bomber a big load of bombs I'm your happy scrapple daddy from the Pennsylvania farms [Verse 3] I'm your happy scrapple daddy how do you know I can tell you like your pig feet by the shape of your nose It's big and round and crispy and the end comes to a point And everytime I ask you something all you say is oink [Chorus] Pork liver, lambies tongues, Vienna sausage, aw save me some Chitlins, ah them chitlins, calf brains and rare steaks Linguisa and kielbasa eat your sister by mistake Yummy, yummy, yummy, gummy gooey goo Oh what that meat eatin' gonna make you wanna do I feel like a bomber a big load of bombs I'm your happy scrapple daddy from the Pennsylvania farms
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Credits
- Writers
- Robin Remaily