Smoke Over the Fence

[intro]
Smoke over the fence again
Smoke over the fence, my friend

[verse 1]
It's Saturday, quarter past noon
There goes the grill in the neighbor's yard
I can hear the charcoal catch
And the bottle caps popping in the yard
Mr. Thompson's got his apron on
Singing off-key to the oldies station
I just hung my laundry out —
Guess that's another week of smoky shirts waiting

[chorus]
Smoke over the fence, drifting my way
Every single weekend since the first of May
T-bone and hot sauce on the breeze
Smoke over the fence — somebody's eating but it's never me

[verse 2]
They invite me over every time
But my fridge is full, my gut says no
Two days of brisket, three days of ribs
My windows smell like a smokehouse, yo
I closed them tight, I taped the cracks
Even stuffed a towel underneath the door
But that sweet hickory found its way in
And now I'm standing at the fence once more

[chorus]
Smoke over the fence, drifting my way
Every single weekend since the first of May
T-bone and hot sauce on the breeze
Smoke over the fence — somebody's eating and I guess it's me

[bridge]
Hand me a plate, hand me a chair
Pass me the sauce, I live right there
Nine years fighting it, now I know
Where there's smoke, there's a plate, so...
Pass the jerk chicken, save me a seat
I'm done pretending I don't smell that meat

[chorus]
Smoke over the fence, drifting my way
Every single weekend since the first of May
Won't even check my blood pressure today
Smoke over the fence — pull up a chair and let the smoke have its way

[outro]
Smoke over the fence
Drifting my way
Smoke over the fence
See you next Saturday