Russell G. Robison


Cooking on my car hood
Today the eggs don’t need a fire
Perhaps old Sol has found a new love
And is burning with desire

It’s Texas and I have to tell you
Mister Microwave lives here
Going to have a good hot breakfast
And dream about a nice cold beer

Yes its hot and getting hotter
Summer time is here to stay
Looking forward to the Fall
But it seems so far away