A Fella' Needs A Grill,
To barbecue stuff
At the end of a weary day
To pour charcoal in,
And, spray the starter on
Then, just watch
As red flames poof away...

A Fella' Needs A Grill
Out in the back yard
With that big spoon and fork, and tong
An apron that says,
"I am the Super Chef !"
And that hat that goes right along

He needs to feel that his cookout meal
Is as good as it can be done
That every bite of rib's just right
In any burn off, he would have won
Took prize number one...

A Fella' Needs A Grill
Some big shiny Grill
Like the best model Walmart has
A Fella' Needs A Grill
His own kind of Grill,
My kind of Grill is gas....

(Back ribs turning break)

A Fella' Needs A Grill
His own kind of Grill,
My kind of Grill is gas...