The Hot Dog Song

It started with a big
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Is there someone here
Who’d give a girl a hand?
I’m looking for the guy who runs the
Hot lunch stand
He’s usually here around
Half past three
And I’m a hungry girl, you see
They say I’m fickle, that’s a fact!
But if I like the service,
I might come back
Tell me how much is it
I’m willing to pay
So listen to the words I say
I want a hotdog
For my roll.
I want it hot,
I don’t want it cold.
Give me a big one, that’s what I said
I want it so it can fit my bread
I want a hot dog for my roll
I want it young I don’t want it old
I sure will be disgusted
If that dog ain’t full of mustard
Don’t want an excuse
It must have lots of juice
I want a hotdog for my roll
I called it interpretive dancing
'Cause the audience interpreted it one way
And the Catholic Church interpreted it another
Now picture this; the hot dog man comes on
And when I say hot dog,
I don’t mean cocktail franks.
Hot Dog Man:
Now here’s a dog that’s short and lean.
That ain’t the kinda dog I mean
Hot Dog Man:
Well here’s a dog that’s short and fat.
Show you better show me something
Better than that!
Well here’s my roll,
Where’s your dog?
Hot Dog Man:
Uh-uh, that roll you got
Would hold half a hog.
Hey!
Tell me can you fill it?
Hot Dog Man:
Why yes I can!
I’m known as the champion
Hot Dog Man.
Now here’s a hot dog for your roll
You want it hot you don’t want it cold.
I haven’t eaten
It’s been a while
Hot Dog Man:
Oh, my dog will lay you
In the aisle
She wants a hot dog
For her roll
She wants it young she don’t want it old
Don’t worry, it won’t hurt her.
It’s just a friendly
Frankfurter.
She’ll wait in line.
If it’s kosher fine.
She wants a hot dog
For her roll!
If you me later, I’ll explain the entendres.
That’s French, I think it means intercourse
She wants a hot dog
Give me a hot dog
Ensemble+Olive:
For my roll!