Dinner

If I could have a dinner party
With anyone from history
I wouldn't invite Mahatma Gandhi
I wouldn't solve a mystery

I think I'd choose my father
Got some things I want to know
And in my head I like to imagine
That this is how it'd go

Can you pass me the salt
This bluefish is so good (it's your favorite)
It's been like fifteen years
Since the last time that I had food (must be hungry)
I didn't like your last girlfriend (nope)
You're better without her (yup)
Keep waiting for someone
You could love as much as your mother (love you mom)

When I was your age, I didn't know what I wanted, I
Felt like I was stuck and the future felt so daunting
You should work on your posture, (shoulders back)
And I think you'd like grad school
But you're doing just fine son
I'm so fucking proud of you

If I could have someone for dinner
Then I'd be a cannibal
That's the kinda thing he'd think is hysterical
Sometimes I just know

Dead dad, dead dad
Da da-de-dee dee
De-da-deh-dadadee-dee
Dee-dee
De-de-dee de-de-de-deedee
Deh-doo-doo deh-doo-doo
Deh-doo-doo deh-dee

Da-da-deedee
De-de-da-deh-deh
Da-da-daddy
Do-dedede dah do dah do
Da-do-do-da-do-do
Dedede-do-dah-do-do
Dah-do-do da-do-do
Dah-ah
Dah-da-da-dadda-dah
Da-da-da-de-daddy

So when's the next time that you're free



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Writer(s): Samuel Vermeer Kortchmar
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