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: post by Papa Judge's Pizza at 2007-05-25 18:04:42
I want it back again
The sausage that we once had
Showing all these new cooks
They're pies not so fucking bad

You and your crew
Would have never made it through
The pizzas we made
In 1982

The New York Pizzahut
I can't let go
The New York Pizzahut
where did they go?

We called it the Big Slice
We called it cheesy crust
Wore chains around our necks
And protective gloves
Domino's kitchen on a saturday night
See my brother, he's in a fight
They're topping their 'zas, it's 3 on 1
10 of us show, guess who won?

We hung out on 7th and A
After hours leftover pie
We didn't have to pay

Bertucci's came around one night
Push came to shove and
We were down to fight

We have seen the no-carb flood
Most came and fuckin' went
They cooked the part
And they wore the right clothes
But they didn't know
What the grilled pizza meant

And I see it today
My backstabbing brothers
Eating each other's pies
That they're feeding each other
And I know I'll be here
When they're gone

'Cuz the New York Pizzahut
Is where my mouth belongs

In rememberance of old New York
And to my friends
And the ones I've fought
A special place left in my gut
Those slices are gone, man
But they're not forgot
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