Track · Apr 22, 2026 · English
Taco Tuesday 409
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[Verse 1]
John, Melissa, Chris, Hotchie, Grady
We roll in loud, we roll in shady
Four-nin' nine, that old back room
Boots on the floor, whole place in bloom
Shells on the plate, sauce on the hand
One more round and we start the band
[Pre-Chorus]
You know the sign on the door
Says tonight we want more
Lace that glass
Let it roar
[Chorus]
Taco Tuesday 409
Fuckers getting drunk, doing fine
Eating crawfish, passing lime
Taco Tuesday 409
(409)
(Taco Tuesday 409)
[Verse 2]
Melissa laughs with the paper bib
Chris keeps count on the tab we live
Hotchie yells, "Fill that bowl"
Grady's grin says, "Lose control"
John taps time with a busted spoon
We drink it down till the hard break noon
[Pre-Chorus]
You know the sign on the door
Says tonight we want more
Lace that glass
Let it roar
[Chorus]
Taco Tuesday 409
Fuckers getting drunk, doing fine
Eating crawfish, passing lime
Taco Tuesday 409
(409)
(Taco Tuesday 409)
[Bridge]
When the ice melts out
And the room gets loud
We still stand proud
With our hands up now
One more shout
One more round
[Final Chorus]
Taco Tuesday 409
Fuckers getting drunk, doing fine
Eating crawfish, passing lime
Taco Tuesday 409
(409)
(Taco Tuesday 409)
Style
blues shuffle with a greasy backbeat and swung handclaps; verse rides a sparse guitar lick and room-stomp basspre-chorus strips to vocal shouts and a tense harmonica pulsechorus hits with gang vocals and barroom piano. add slide-guitar fillsbottle-glass clinksand a turnaround drum break into the final hook. gritty close-mic leadrough harmony shoutswide and dusty mix.bluesenglish
Prompt
John, Melissa, Chris, Hotchie, Grady we at taco Tuesday 409 fuckers getting drunk eating crawfish, blues
Credits
Prompt bySpicyDrop862
GeneratedApr 22, 2026
ModelZona