Weenies On A Fork

They wouldn't last one day in our childhood
First of all, we didn't have SUVs with DVD players in the back
And wireless headphones
Those kids, you're just driving and you hear, eh, eh, eh, eh
Eh, eh, eh, eh
"Here, take some goodnight juice
Mira, tómatelo
Goodnight"

Lunchables and Go-Gurt and
What kind of, what kind of – is that?
Can I have another Go-Gurt?
What did we have?

Weenies on a fork
On the stove
And then you turn it over
Take the weenies off the fork
Take the fork to the water and what would happen?
Psst

Two corn tortillas with some Tapatio sauce there
There's your Lunchable, cabrón
Trágatelo, cabrón
Trágatelo

All right, whatever
It's a different life
My daughter has a little alarm clock, the Cinderella alarm clock
That is the corniest
"Good morning, I'm Cinderella"
My grandmother would kick that door
Levántate, cabrón
Get your ass up

Light bulb handle
No Chicano house has ever had dimmers, just
And you sleep in your underwear, they get all wango
"Hey, cochino, pull it back in"

"What time is it?"
"Parece un Grand Slam break
Míralo with that sausage hanging
And the two eggs, hey, Grand Slammer, cover yourself
Mira, and the hair of the hash browns
Cochino, cover yourself"
Míralo
The Grand Slam

That was that