Mashed potatos, lima beans,
Redeye gravy, collard greens,
Cutest waitress you've ever seen,
Down at junior's grill.

Sweet ginger brings your plate,
Always hot and never late;
Top it off with a chocolate cake,
Down at junior's grill.

It's heaven with a corner booth,
That's the truth;
Chrome and naugahyde;
It's cool inside.
The jukebox never stops,
There's coffee in the pot,
So come and get your fill
At junior's grill.
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Ginger takes her break at 10,
Lays aside her pad and pen,
Punches up "stand by your man"
Down at junior's grill.

I seen her dancing, she seen me look;
Oh lord, what a chance I took,
Cause ginger's soft on that big ole cook
Down at junior's grill.

It's heaven with a corner booth, that's the truth;
Chrome and naugahyde; it's cool inside.
The jukebox never stops, there's coffee in the pot,
So come and get your fill at junior's grill.
So come and get your fill at junior's grill.