Now I just woke up, a little fuzzy in the head
so I slap my alarm and then roll outta bed
As I stumble to my feet I'm like the wakin' dead
just wanna go back t' sleep, so I shake my head
as I shuffle out th' door slightly zombified
I start t' catch a wiff o' somethin', make me open my eyes
I smellin' freshly baked goods an' feelin' hungry inside
step into my Momma's kitchen an' t' my suprise
She makin' Z-bread, y'all
I cain't lie, it smells good
She make the best dang Z-bread in th' neighb'hood
She makin' Z-bread, her kitchen is th' place t' be
t' git yo'self a good loaf o' bread made with zuccini
I grab a loaf, kiss my momma on th' cheek an' roll out
peel the tin foil back, my taste buds are whiggin' out
I open up an' take a bite, an' without a doubt
I just git lost in th' flava, makes me wanna shout
Now, y'all might think it strange fo' a fella like me
to bounce offa' th' walls for bread that's made with a veggie
But that's just fine 'cause that means more fo' me
Now can I get me a loaf o' Z-bread t' go please
I luv my Z-bread, y'all
I cain't lie, it taste good
my Momma makes th' best Z-bread in th' neighb'hood
I luv my Z-bread, no matter how strange it may be
I like t' git a good loaf o' bread made with zuccini
