[Verse 1]
Turbo’s on break in the back room
Apron stained
Got that wild-eyed grin
Brown paper bag
Little glass halo
Twistin’ that lid like he’s lettin’ sin in
He lines it up on the steel table
Soft shell folded like a prayer gone wrong
Clock still ticks
But the air gets heavy
You can taste the trouble in his tongue
[Chorus]
Duke’s on his taco
He’s losin’ control
Whole damn jar got a hold of his soul (yeah)
Drip on the counter
Drip on his hand
He’s in love with the mess
Doesn’t care who understands
Duke’s on his taco
He’s gone too far
Whisperin’ sweet nothings to a mayonnaise jar
[Verse 2]
We hear him laugh through the thin drywall
Low and slow like a bad idea
Mouth full
Talkin’ that slick talk
Like that condiment’s the love of the year
He swirls it ‘round like a white tornado
Eyes rolled back in a cheap-daydream
If HR knew what that man was sayin’
They’d hose down the floors and steam-clean the scene
[Chorus]
Duke’s on his taco
He’s losin’ control
Whole damn jar got a hold of his soul (hey)
Drip on the counter
Drip on his hand
He’s in love with the mess
Doesn’t care who understands
Duke’s on his taco
He’s gone too far
Whisperin’ sweet nothings to a mayonnaise jar
[Bridge]
Break room lights buzz
Clock hits nine
He licks his fingers like he’s doin’ just fine
We cover our shifts
We cover our eyes
Some cravings you can’t sanitize
[Chorus]
Duke’s on his taco
He’s losin’ control
Whole damn jar got a hold of his soul
Drip on the counter
Drip on his hand
He’s in love with the mess
Doesn’t care who understands
Duke’s on his taco
He’s gone too far
Whisperin’ sweet nothings to a mayonnaise jar