Parrain Vin - Sportsman's Paradise

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Sportsman's Paradise
By: Parrain Vin

As I stir my sauce picante,
I take a stab at my pot.
Mais, take my temperature cher,
It'll read, "Hot hot."
Because I been cooking and
Drinking so long dat
Even ole' Justin Wilson says
That I'm a couillon.
But I ain't never been sober
When I cooked and served it.
"Mais, I think we outta beer."
You know that's unheard of.
You better watch whose lines
You're running, and traps you're checking,
Or I'll stab you in the back
With a butter knife!!
You know the one to call
When you're engine's broke.
As they choke, I see myself
In the diesel smoke, brah.
I'm the kind of trawler
All my padnahs wanna be like
Got my real day and night.
Catching specks by the floodlight.

We keep casting all dese lines,
Living in the sportsman's paradise.
Eat boudin and meat pies,
Living in the sportsman's paradise.
You better learn to cook dat rice,
Living in the sportsman's paradise.
We watch a lot of Price is Right,
Living in the sportsman's paradise.

Look at the bowl of gumbo
They got me tasting.
I can't eat that yankee stuff.
I was raised by some Cajuns.
So I'm gonna give you
My Tony Chachare's.
If you want a legit gumbo,
Put some baylee leaves.
I'm a edumacated bioc
With money on my mind.
Got the shcrimps in my hand,
Mais the sun's in my eye.
If you dredge the canal,
You'll find yourself a stranger.
Cuz it says,
"Warning! Don't do dat! Pipeline! Danger!"
Bioc.
The boat's gonna sink;
It's just an ice chest away.
I like shrimp, jumbalaya...
Mais, what can I say?
I caught some 22,
You think you'll ever catch some 24.
Mais, the way things are going,
I'm for sho.

Mon Shawee
Oh, Patote Fris,
Bon comme sa
Avec Blonde Jolie.

We keep casting all dese lines,
Living in the sportsman's paradise.
No name brand -- all Shure fine,
Living in the sportsman's paradise.
Miss Mae Mae keeps it tight,
Living in the sportsman's paradise.
Walmark is the night life,
Living in the sportsman's paradise.

Power in the shrimping,
Shrimping in the power.
Minute after minute,
Mais, I don't need a shower.
Everybody's running
Cuz I smell like a donkey.
Going on in the kitchen.
Say, "Nonc Levi is cooking."
They say I got to learn,
But nobody's here to teach me.
If I can't do this homework,
To hell with Gelometry!
So I drive a boat.
Mais, I think it's broke.
It went, "YEEEY!"
That's how I know your battery's
Outta juice, brah.

We keep casting all dese lines,
Living in the sportsman's paradise.
Hang by the Pig at night,
Living in the Sportsman's Paradise.
Bob Barker, Price is Right,
Living in the sportsman's paradise.
God rest yee Hubig's Pie,
Living in the sportsman's paradise.

Ill fay chaut,
Filé Gumbo,
Je suis galant,
Comme Bobby Breaux.
Let's start a cult
Praise Martin False.
Oh, édenté
Cajun country,
Ayeee!

Brah, dude, neg, dude, t-neg,
Brah, neg, dude, brah.