Turkey Day Dreams

Well I was up in my apartment down in Glendale Arizona
Where the desert's always yellow
And the air is always warmer
But I miss my cold wet home back in Chicago

I eat a cereal for breakfast and I like my toast from Texas
I get dinner from the freezer
And my salad's of the Caesar
But it ain't the same down here, I gotta go back home

Headed up to Mama's there to get me some fixin's
Nothin' beat's Papa's old time Thanksgivin'
Cranberry sauce and sweet potato puddin'
I steal a second helpin' when no one ain't lookin'
My cousin's at the table eatin' pie and whipped cream
Turkey's so good ya done thought it's a dream

I wanna hit the open road, I wanna give it some gas
I wanna see my funny uncle
He makes everybody laugh
Crankin' some TMM on the radio

I'll take Exit 39 to get on Highway 44
I take a look at my watch
There's only 20 hours more
Till I can see my Granny and Grandpa back in Chicago

Headed up to Mama's there to get me some fixin's
Nothin' beat's Papa's old time Thanksgivin'
Cranberry sauce and sweet potato puddin'
I steal a second helpin' when no one ain't lookin'
My cousin's at the table eatin' pie and whipped cream
Turkey's so good ya done thought it's a dream

Thanksgivin' really is the best time of the year
Sittin' round with family and spreadin' some cheer
But I'm in Glendale right now, I don't wanna be here

I'm headed up to Mama's there to get me some fixin's
Nothin' beat's Papa's old time Thanksgivin'
Cranberry sauce and sweet potato puddin'
I steal a second helpin' when no one ain't lookin'
My cousin's at the table eatin' pie and whipped cream
Turkey's so good ya done thought it's a dream