Stalin went down to Georgia, he was lookin for some food to eat,
He was way behind, and tryin to find, food quick cause he was beat,
When he came across this little kid cookin up a sausage and a-makin it hot,
Said comrade Stalin you should start your own resturaunt i tell ya what

so Stalin grease on up your pan and fry that sausage well,
Cause folks hunger in Georgia and’re ringin’ that service bell,
And if you cook just fast enough you’ll feed em all today,
Otherwise, you’ll have to turn some awaaa-aaa-aaa-yyy