-> "The Griddle Of New Wong Ling's"
Original Song Title:
"The Battle Of New Orleans"
(MP3)
Parody Song Title:
"The Griddle Of New Wong Ling's"
The Lyrics
VERSE
Call 1-800-CHINA-17 ,
You'll like our little restaurant - We call it New Wong Ling's.
The egg foo young is tasty, and the pork is always lean.
And you'll always find a table if you come by two fourteen.
(We really open at 2:30, but that didn't rhyme)
CHORUS
Our fried wontons keep the customers a-comin'.
There's take-out at the counter, and the line goes out the door.
You like chow mein? - Well, we have pork or chicken,
Wait an hour later, you'll be comin' back for more.
VERSE
Just look down the alley - cats are hangin' 'round the cans,
And the chef at New Wong Ling's is out of chicken once again.
He's Samurai - And he gave his sword a swing.
He's cooking chicken stir-fry, now - but won't tell us a thing.
CHORUS
Our fried wontons keep the customers a-comin'.
There's take-out at the counter, and the line goes out the door.
The teriyaki steak is really something.
Your mouth is gonna water, you'll be comin' back for more.
VERSE
Old hickory wood with the fire blazin' high,
Is the way we cook our shrimpies - you like jumbo butterfly.
We fry in batter, serve them to you ala carte.
You dip 'em in hot mustard, it's enough to make you . . . Start . . .
CHORUS
Fryin' those wontons - the customers are comin'.
The maitre d' will seat you, if you tip him at the door.
We're open late, so get your motor hummin'.
Your mouth is gonna water, you'll be comin' back for more.
BRIDGE
Yeah, we have sweet and sour for your Grande Poo Poo Platter.
And you get Buddha Belly - you're a velly happy Joe (sorry, it rhymed).
We pile so high - plenty food to make you fatter.
So sorry, bathroom broken - You go down to Texaco.
VERSE
The I-N-S came and took us by surprise,
They deported all the busboys, 'cause they didn't have blue eyes.
They grilled me at the griddle, 'til I thought they'd fry my mind.
My chef may be illegal, but, good help is hard to find.
CHORUS
Our fried wontons keep the customers a-comin'.
You pay for dinner later, when you're heading out the door.
We fry once more, 'cause everybody's hungry.
Chow delicious shrimpies, New Wong Ling's will feed you more.
Crunch . . . 2 - 3 - 4 . . . Let's Munch - 3 - 4 . . .
Slurp . . . 2 - 3 - 4 . . . . . Let's Burp - 3 - 4 . . .
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