Blue Suede Smores

Album: Back With Jack

Lyrics

v1) Well, I’m a real smorehead, believe me pal I was born in a California hospital My mama was in labor, they wheeled her through the door The local anesthesia turned out to be a smore

CH: It was a smore, oh yes, it was a smore That’s what the Lord, hon, he made marshmallows and chocolate for!

v2) That’s how the smores got ahold of my brain That’s why I’ve always been a little bit insane It’s a terminal disease, there isn’t any cure So take me to the campfire, make me up a smore

CH: I want a smore (please, just a little one?) and then some more (slurrrp mmm!) That’s what the Lord, hon, he made marshmallows and chocolate for!

v3) First you take a graham cracker, put it in your hand Then toast a marshmallow till it’s golden tan Ya stick it on the cracker with chocolate galore Squish it all together and wow! you’ve got a smore!

CH: A smore! (Can I have a bite?) Yes, a smore! (mercy) That’s what the Lord, hon, he made marshmallows and chocolate for!

v4) When I got old enough I went to school I learned my ABCs and the golden rule When it was time for lunch we lined up at the door I looked up at the lady and I said, “Give me a smore!”

CH: I want a smore (Haven’t had one since breakfast!) and then some more (and maybe two for dessert!) That’s what the Lord, hon, he made marshmallows and chocolate for!

v5) When I grow up I’m gonna get a job Don’t wanna sit around like no chocolate blob When we discuss my wages, what I’ll be working for I’ll tell ‘em “Keep your money, just pay me with a smore!”

CH: I work for ten smores an hour! Those gooshy smores (double on holidays!) That’s what the Lord, hon, he made marshmallows and chocolate for!

v6) So that is my story, it is sad but true It’s really pretty shocking what smore can do You start off a normal all-American child You eat one little smore and pretty soon it drives you wild! Wow!!!

CH: You gotta blame it on the smores (smore insanity, your honor) That’s what the Lord, hon, he made marshmallows and chocolate for!

If I don’t get one I’ll be... Blue, blue, blue suede smores - Blue, blue, blue suede smores Blue, blue, blue suede smores - Blue, blue, blue suede smores That’s what the Lord, hon, he made marshmallows and chocolate for!

I’ll be blue, blue, blue - yes, blue, blue, blue Blue, blue, blue suede smores - Blue, blue, blue suede smores That’s what the Lord, hon, he made marshmallows and chocolate for!

Credit

tune: Blue Suede Shoes by Carl Perkins new lyrics by Jack Pearson © 1991 Jack Pearson, OtterTunity Inc. - BMI