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Original Broadway Cast - Corn Mix Lyrics




Now, this is where our little fable takes an exciting turn

We'll speed you through the highlights
We begin around eight PM
Go!

A toast to the groom on the eve of his weddin' from his best man

A toast!

I'd like that!

Maybe we should start you off with a child's portion

My friend, where I come from, we have spirits
Named specifically for the tough urbanite
Who navigates a daily concrete battleground
Perhaps you've heard of something called a cosmopolitan

Ooh, well then, we have underestimated you once again!

Wow, that is so strong it could raise five kids on a teacher's salary
What's in this?

Well

Corn
We're talkin' corn
Just as sure as the day that you were born
In the east-

Stop! Then, eight o' five, go!

I think this might be my last one for the night, fellas

Stop! Around eight o' eight, go!

Gordy! Gordy! Gordy! Gordy! Gor-

Stop! Around eight-fifteen, go!

Tell us about where you're from

Tampa
If you can't afford Orlando or Atlanta
Medicare, Metamucil and Mylanta
Will always feel like home to me in Tam-

Stop! By eight thirty, go!

Woah, woah

Yeah Gordy! Hey, this is my song, I love it!

Somebody will!

Woah

Stop! Eight thirty-two, go!

Really big!

Stop! Mm-mmm, mm-mmm
Eight-forty, go!

My fam'ly doesn't believe in me
Growin' up, my parents moved around a lot
Sure, I always found 'em, but it was hard
I never had any friends, not what I call real friends

Well, you do now

I do now?

Yeah!

Friends, my old friends

Something together!

Stop! Then, around eight forty-five, Mazie, Lulu and her liquor all landed, go!

Here come the women and the woman of the world

Stop! And suddenly, the plot, like the whiskey, thickened, go!

Hey, I'm not okay
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Now, this is where our little fable takes an exciting turn

We'll speed you through the highlights
We begin around eight PM
Go!

A toast to the groom on the eve of his weddin' from his best man

A toast!

I'd like that!

Maybe we should start you off with a child's portion

My friend, where I come from, we have spirits
Named specifically for the tough urbanite
Who navigates a daily concrete battleground
Perhaps you've heard of something called a cosmopolitan

Ooh, well then, we have underestimated you once again!

Wow, that is so strong it could raise five kids on a teacher's salary
What's in this?

Well

Corn
We're talkin' corn
Just as sure as the day that you were born
In the east-

Stop! Then, eight o' five, go!

I think this might be my last one for the night, fellas

Stop! Around eight o' eight, go!

Gordy! Gordy! Gordy! Gordy! Gor-

Stop! Around eight-fifteen, go!

Tell us about where you're from

Tampa
If you can't afford Orlando or Atlanta
Medicare, Metamucil and Mylanta
Will always feel like home to me in Tam-

Stop! By eight thirty, go!

Woah, woah

Yeah Gordy! Hey, this is my song, I love it!

Somebody will!

Woah

Stop! Eight thirty-two, go!

Really big!

Stop! Mm-mmm, mm-mmm
Eight-forty, go!

My fam'ly doesn't believe in me
Growin' up, my parents moved around a lot
Sure, I always found 'em, but it was hard
I never had any friends, not what I call real friends

Well, you do now

I do now?

Yeah!

Friends, my old friends

Something together!

Stop! Then, around eight forty-five, Mazie, Lulu and her liquor all landed, go!

Here come the women and the woman of the world

Stop! And suddenly, the plot, like the whiskey, thickened, go!

Hey, I'm not okay
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Writer: Brandy Clark, Shane McAnally
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.


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