Sang to the tune of "Born to be wild" by steppenwolf
Got my motor running
Head out on the highway
Going out to Bucees
And whatever heads my way
That brisket's gonna make it happen
The sauce running diwn my face
With a cold soda
It really is the place
I see the road sign
And that beaver photo
And the words
Telling me how far to go
That brisket's gonna make it happen
The sauce running diwn my face
With a cold soda
It really is the place
Bucees in a half mile
Bucees in a half mile
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