Listen to the song:<\/p>\n
Spotify<\/a> He was a man who brought home the bacon And then one night he was late All she was left with was His new woman fed him brown rice and wheatgrass His old woman, meanwhile She forgot about them She forgot about them Listen to the song: Spotify Other streaming platforms YouTube Lawnchair Rodeo Version He was a man who brought home the bacon And the ice cream, too A great provider of celery and cider Plenty of beef for the stew She thought it was smart To feed his heart By stuffing his belly She plied him […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":462,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-670","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","post"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegincident.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/670","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegincident.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegincident.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegincident.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegincident.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=670"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thegincident.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/670\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":696,"href":"https:\/\/thegincident.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/670\/revisions\/696"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegincident.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/462"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegincident.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=670"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nOther streaming platforms<\/a>
\nYouTube<\/a>
\nLawnchair Rodeo Version<\/a><\/p>\n
\nAnd the ice cream, too
\nA great provider of celery and cider
\nPlenty of beef for the stew
\nShe thought it was smart
\nTo feed his heart
\nBy stuffing his belly
\nShe plied him with casseroles
\nMeat loaf, and dumplings
\nPot roast, and lamb with mint jelly<\/p>\n
\nFor the meal she put on his plate
\nSaid he’d found someone new
\nA perfect soul mate
\nWho don’t smell like onions
\nAnd make him put on weight<\/p>\n
\nPorkchops and teardrops,
\nBlues in the big box
\nGrief served with ham hocks
\nMicrowave memories, misery
\nMilkshakes and heartache<\/p>\n
\nTofu, and flax seed
\nPortion control was the rule of the realm
\nDon’t take more than you need
\nHe shrank and he shriveled
\nDeclined and dwindled
\nGot lost in the clothes that he wore
\nPretty soon he withered away
\nCould bring home the bacon no more<\/p>\n
\nShe cried and she cried
\nThen she baked
\nAnd then she fried
\nThen she foun d someone new
\nA perfect soul mate
\nWho loved smellin’ onions
\nAnd puttin’ on weight<\/p>\n
\nPorkchops and teardrops,
\nBlues in the big box
\nGrief served with ham hocks
\nMicrowave memories, misery
\nMilkshakes and heartache<\/p>\n
\nPorkchops and teardrops,
\nBlues in the big box
\nGrief served with ham hocks
\nMicrowave memories, misery
\nMilkshakes and heartache<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"