I'm going down to New Orleans, gonna find me a hot dog stand
I'm going down to New Orleans, gonna eat as many dogs as I can
Down in New Orleans, I'm gonna visit a lotta hot dog stands
When I get to New Orleans, someone gonna treat me right
When I get to New Orleans, I'll eat hot dogs through the night
Down in New Orleans, many hot dogs will lose the fight
Mama won't you tell me, how many dogs can you eat?
Mama won't you tell me, how many dog can you eat?
If you won't tell, mama, then you can smell my feet
Going to the bayou, with a hundred dollars in my hand
Going to the bayou, gonna live it up like a man
Going to the bayou, gonna eat all the dogs in the land
Somebody better help me, I think I'm gonna poop my pants
Somebody better help me, I think I'm gonna shit my pants
If somebody don't help me, I'm really gonna crap my pants
When I get to the toilet, I'm gonna find sweet relief
When I get to the toilet, I'm gonna find my soul's peace
Down in the toilet, I'm gonna make hot dog beef
Forgive me Jesus, I didn't mean to eat so bad
Forgive me Jesus, I didn't mean to wear plaid
Forgive me Jesus, I didn't mean to make you mad
When you get to New Orleans, run from the hot dog man
When you get to New Orleans, run from the hot dog man
Down in New Orleans, stay away from that hot dog man
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