Song: Thanksgiving Day Overture
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- Happy Thanksgiving! Hope it's a crowd pleaser!
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- U can't stuff this U can't stuff this U can't stuff this U can't stuff this My, my, my, my ladies think I’m so hot Makes me think it’s time to trot and strut around the farm Cuz this hayseed here can’t do me harm Feels good when you know you're down A super Tom turkey they can’t sell by the pound And I'm known as such And this is one tur-key you can't stuff (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) U can’t stuff this I told you farmboy, u can't stuff this (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Yeah, I’ll keep on livin' and ya know, u can't stuff this (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Put down the roasting pan, u can't stuff this Break it down! Stop! Turkey time! I’m fresh and juicy You like that comin’ here with a recipe So move out of my face And get a big meal some other place for Thanksgiving hold on I’m plump but I’m fit and I know what’s going on Like that, like that Baby, I’m a Free-Range Cadillac So you know, for you I’m too much And this is one tur-key, you can't stuff (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Put down the seasonings. U can’t stuff this. (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) Hands off my giblets, u can’t stuff this Wanna piece o’ me, sucker? U can’t stuff this. Can’t Stuff This!
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- I am a bird with no tomorrow Don’t want to be the main entrees. I bid farewell before Thanksgiving to the place I was hatched and raised. For six fine months I had a free range, Eating bugs and whatever moved, I got fatter than a tree stump Now they want my head removed! Oh, fare you well my native farm land The place where I did eat so well. I’ve got to plan for my survival I think I’ll find me a hotel. Hope you survive another Thanksgiving.
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