Little Milton Grits Ain`t Groceries Lyrics

Grits Ain`t Groceries Lyrics

Grits Ain't Groceries

by Titus Turner

as performed by Little Milton





If I don't love you baby

Grits ain't grocery,

Eggs ain't poultry,

And Mona Lisa was a man



(Oh yeah!  Let's get into it.  Listen.)



All around the world, I'd rather be a fly

I'd light on my baby and stay with my woman till I die

With a toothpick in my hand I'd dig a ten foot ditch

And run all through the jungle fighting lions with a switch

Because you know I love you baby

Oh you know I love you baby yeah

Now if I don't love you baby I tell you



Grits ain't grocery,

Eggs ain't poultry,

And Mona Lisa was a man



(Oh baby. Uh! Listen.)



All around the world I've got blisters on my feet

I'm trying to find my baby and bring her home with me

You better run into me baby and be convinced

If you don't run it to me right now woman

You ain't got no sense

Because you know I love you baby

Oh you know I love you baby yeah

Well if I don't love you baby I tell you



Grits ain't grocery,

Eggs ain't poultry,

And Mona Lisa was a man



(C'mon y'all. Hit me. Oh baby. Listen.)



All around the world I never will forget

I lost all my money, my woman, and my pet

But I've got to have you baby and I will settle for nothing less

Give up all my good time baby and stay for happiness

Because you know I love you baby yeah

Oh you know I love you baby yeah

Well if I don't love you baby I tell you



Grits ain't grocery,

Eggs ain't poultry,

And Mona Lisa was a man



[transcribed by jterrasi@interaccess.com