Lyrics
Betty makes nice buns
Makes em' when the morning comes
Dancin' to the radio
Singing every song she knows
Take a deep breath son I hope you're ready
Here she comes now, nice buns Betty
It takes just one taste
Put a country smile on your face
the sign says "Don't Touch"
Betty won't put up with much
If you're thinking you're brave son your best get ready
here she comes now, nice buns Betty
They say it's in how she kneeds the dough
Betty makes her buns buddy soft and slow
People place their orders from miles around
to buy Betty's buns in this one horse town
Hit the road early boy jump in your truck
Nothin beats Betty's buns holy ...beep...
Take a right at the church then a left at the levy
Melt in your mouth, oh, soft buns Betty
Get a hold of your self son I hope you're ready
Here she comes now, nice buns Betty.
