Sue and Ned are chefs who love pot. They survive by prepping, cooking, and smoking their way through each event-filled day in a time-worn greasy spoon diner, located on the edge of town by the sea. © 2024 Urban Beef Market Records
Cover art by Vinnie Salvatore
Lyrics
HIGH HONEY
© 2023 - John V. Salvatore - Urban Beef Market Recordings / Brown Lettuce Music
Lyrics used by permission. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
High Honey! Hi Honey! High Honey! Hi Honey!
With her head bobbin'
'n 'er pigtails swingin'
Sue stood there swabbin'
all the sauce Ned was slingin'
The stuff she was smokin'
made her want to start snackin'
on the ribs he was pokin'
'n the eggs she was crackin'
'n she said -
money can't buy happiness
With his head shakin'
'n his pony tail floppin'
Ned stood there makin'
all the sauce Sue was moppin'
The stuff he was tokin'
made him want to start eatin'
all the beans he was soakin'
'n the eggs she was beatin'
'n he said -
money can buy Honey! [guitar solo]
Ned got a new tatt but it still required inkin'
Sue got a new psych but his head required shrinkin'
while tending to the sausages they'd been linkin'
a big storm came 'n all the lights started blinkin'
Pleasure boats in the harbor all started sinkin'
so they broke out the liquor 'n commenced with drinkin'
there was wind 'n rain 'n the sound of bottles clinkin'
the smoke, booze, 'n sausage had the whole place stinkin'
With their heads boppin'
'n their coughin' 'n a hackin'
they stood there sloppin'
all the sauce for the shellackin'
The stuff they were puffin'
made 'em want to start tastin'
all the crab they were stuffin'
'n the eggs they were bastin'
'n they said -
money can't buy happiness
High Honey! Hi Honey! High Honey! Hi Honey!

