Text: 2 Skinnee Js. Bbq.

Let?s get this party started
I've got the gas grilled started
I wanna see your weenie shrivel
I wanna see your burgers burnt
I wanna see you toast your buns
Toast your buns on my deck tonight
I've got the gas grilled started
So lets get this party started

Pump up the gas grill
Pump it up
While the flame is jumping
Pump up the gas grill
Pump it up
Blue flame

Outside in the backyard
Underneath the trees
We're gonna grill it up
?Cuz we've got burgers
We've got weenies
We got the Aunt May
And the Uncle Bob

We've got the green peas
And the corn on the cob
Yes the line, the line
The line is very long
And my brother
My brother he's a slob

The food is piping hot
The beer is icy cold
The coleslaw?s from the deli
And the Jell-O?s in the mold

Dip your chip in my dip, dip
Dip your chip in my dip
Dip your chip in my
Dip your chip in my
Dip your chip in my dip, dip

Pump up the gas grill
Get it going ya
Gotta get the propane full
The coals are hot
The motherfucker grills so
Pump up the gas grill, get it goin?

The citronellas burning
The refrigerators stocked
And the bug zapper is zapping
So this BBQ will rock

All in line
For the beanies and the weenies
Yes the line is long
But the portions ain't teeny all
In line for the beanies and the weenies
Yes the line is long but the portions ain't teeny

Come on, kick it, grill it
I don't care if you spill it
?Cuz we're outside
We're outside, we're outside

Got the rip ripple chips
And onion dip
Got the rip ripple chips
And onion dip

Got the rip ripple chips
And onion dip
Got the rip ripple chips
And onion dip

Pump up the gas grill
Pump up the gas grill
Toast your buns on my deck tonight
Toast your buns on my deck tonight

Toast your buns on my
Toast your buns on my
Toast your buns on my deck tonight