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📝 **Lyrics 

[Verse 1]  
The fridge was full, just yesterday,  
With Tupperware stacked every which way.  
Meatloaf Monday, Tuesday stew,  
Now it’s empty, I ain't got a clue.

[Chorus]  
Where did the leftovers go?  
The casserole, the mashed potato glow?  
Was it the dog or a midnight thief,  
Stealin' my chili and my brisket beef?

[Verse 2]  
I asked my wife, she shook her head,  
Said she had toast and went to bed.  
The kids all swear they didn’t touch a bite,  
But I hear crumbs crunchin’ late at night.

[Prechorus]  
The mystery’s thick, like gravy on pie,  
I’m searchin’ the truth, don’t let it slide by.

[Chorus]  
Where did the leftovers go?  
The Jell-O mold and the sourdough?  
I’m left with crumbs and a growlin' gut,  
Who swiped the ham and the walnut strut?

[Bridge]  
I checked the trash, the pantry too,  
The neighbor’s cat, even ol’ Blue.  
But the trail runs cold, no scent to chase,  
Just a haunting smell of garlic in space.

Where Did the Leftovers Go

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📝 **Lyrics

[Verse 1]  
Here comes a van with a dented side,  
A storm chaser’s grin, and eyes open wide,  
They’re chasing clouds, not common sense,  
Speeding past the fence, oh, past the fence.

[Chorus]  
Twister fools on the loose,  
Tires spinnin’, got no excuse.  
If you see 'em comin’, step away,  
Storms ain’t the only danger today.

[Verse 2]  
They got radar screens and duct-taped gear,  
Cans of Red Bull, running on fear.  
Riding the wind like a tumbleweed,  
Prayin’ the van don’t blow a gasket or bleed.

[Prechorus]  
"Look at that funnel!" they holler and cheer,  
While you’re thinkin’, "Why’d I drive out here?"

[Chorus]  
Twister fools on the loose,  
Rubber burning, the road’s their noose.  
Chasin’ chaos, it’s their ballet,  
But I’d steer clear, if I may.

[Bridge]  
There’s Dorothy wannabes with a dash of mad,  
Dreamin’ of footage that’ll make 'em glad.  
But when the hail starts to fall and the sky turns black,  
Even the bravest fools might not make it back.

Chaser Tours

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📝 **Lyrics 


[Verse 1]  
(Male) Is that a duck in the tree?  
(Female) No, it looks like an eagle to me.  
(Male) Well, it’s got webbed feet, can’t you see?  
(Female) Honey, eagles don’t quack, let it be.  
(Both) We’re arguing over a bird in the oak,  
Could be a hawk, or it could be a joke.

[Chorus]  
(Male) Is that a duck in the tree?  
(Female) No, it’s an eagle, clearly.  
(Male) Well, whatever it is, it don’t belong—  
(Both) Let’s leave it alone and move along!

[Verse 2]  
(Female) It’s flapping its wings, oh, look at it sway,  
(Male) Might be a turkey that’s lost its way.  
(Female) A turkey? In a tree? That’s absurd!  
(Male) Well, you thought it was an eagle, bird nerd.  
(Both) It’s got us both scratching our heads,  
What kind of critter roosts where squirrels tread?

[Prechorus]  
(Male) Maybe it’s Bigfoot with feathers to boot.  
(Female) Or a lost pigeon in a camo suit.

[Chorus]  
(Male) Is that a duck in the tree?  
(Female) No, it’s an eagle, don’t you agree?  
(Male) Whatever it is, it’s watching us close—  
(Both) Let’s just back away before it gets too gross!

[Bridge]  
(Female) Could be a parrot escaped from a zoo,  
(Male) Or a kite stuck high, painted sky blue.  
(Female) We’re spinning our wheels over nothing at all,  
(Both) While that bird’s just perched, having a ball.

Is That a Duck in the Tree

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📝 **Lyrics 


[Verse 1]  
There’s a Chevy in front, sittin’ dead at the line,  
I’m tappin’ my boot, wasting good sunshine.  
The light turns green, but that truck won’t go,  
Is he waitin’ on a sign, or just real slow?

[Prechorus]  
Maybe he’s texting his mama, or tying his shoe,  
Or dreaming ‘bout a girl he once knew.

[Chorus]  
Green lights don’t last forever,  
You gotta hit the gas, or we’re stuck here together.  
I’m sittin’ here with my patience worn thin,  
While the whole dang world keeps rollin' again.

[Verse 2]  
Is he watchin’ the clouds, seein’ shapes in the sky?  
Or thinkin’ deep thoughts ‘bout the meaning of life?  
Maybe he’s countin’ the birds on the wire,  
Or forgot how to drive, bless his worn-out tires.

[Prechorus]  
Could he be eatin’ a burger, or fixin’ his hair?  
Or did he just forget he’s even there?

[Chorus]  
Green lights don’t last forever,  
You gotta hit the gas, or we’re stuck here together.  
I’m yellin’ “C’mon!” through my rolled-down glass,  
Buddy, we ain’t got time to let life pass us by.

Green Lights Don't Last Forever

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