Smell My Meat: Brazilian BBQ
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Smell My Meat: Brazilian BBQ celebrates a fiery Brazilian barbecue with skewers, dancing and a shared feast while teasing other barbecue styles.
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Aussie boys got plastic chairs
Burnt up sausages everywhere
Warm beer sweatin' in the sun
Whole damn cookout look half done
Flip one shrimp and call it king
Brother, that ain't everything
Need that flavor, need that heat
Not just salt on cheap-cut meat
Smell my meat
Hear that grill sizzle to the samba beat
Whole damn table movin' feet
Smoke and rhythm in the street
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Big fire feast and endless heat
Pass the steak from seat to seat
Bra-zilian fire can't be beat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Texas boys talk a big show
Brisket cookin' so damn slow
Twenty hours for one small slice
Actin' like that smoke is Christ
Black gloves, oak wood, big old line
Everybody waitin' all night long
Brother, by the time y'all eat
I done danced and grilled three meats
Smell my meat
Hear that grill sizzle to the samba beat
Whole damn table movin' feet
Smoke and rhythm in the street
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Big fire feast and endless heat
Pass the steak from seat to seat
Bra-zilian fire can't be beat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Korean barbecue look so clean
Tiny plates and fancy things
Cook your dinner piece by piece
Still hungry after all that steam
Smoke trapped deep inside your coat
Sweet sauce stickin' in your throat
Brother, where the real fire at
Need more meat and less small snacks
Smell my meat
Hear that grill sizzle to the samba beat
Whole damn table movin' feet
Smoke and rhythm in the street
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Big fire feast and endless heat
Pass the steak from seat to seat
Bra-zilian fire can't be beat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Bring the skewers through the smoke
Everybody laugh and toast
Big old fire, music loud
Feed the whole damn dancing crowd
Salt and flame and drippin' juice
No one here got time to lose
Raise your glass and grab more meat
Feel that rhythm, feel that heat
Smell my meat
Hear that grill sizzle to the samba beat
Whole damn table movin' feet
Smoke and rhythm in the street
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Big fire feast and endless heat
Pass the steak from seat to seat
Bra-zilian fire can't be beat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Smell my meat
Bra-zilian fire can't be beat
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