Where did this one come from? Well...I was recording at home one afternoon and my 3-year old daughter, who didn’t like sauce on her “busghetti”, wanted to talk into the microphone. The divine inspiration that resulted from the synchronicity of these diverse influences produced this musical masterwork.
Lyrics
I got the Busghetti Blues and I just can’t be satisfied
Yeah, I got the Busghetti Blues and I just can’t be satisfied
Don’t want no blackeyed peas lookin’ back at me
Ain’t gonna eat no chicken that can’t even fly
When I sit down to supper
There better not be no sauce
Upon my spaghetti
Or I’ll tell it to get lost
I got the Busghetti Blues and I just can’t be satisfied
Don’t wanna see no blackeyed peas lookin’ back at me
Or have no chicken that can’t fly
