Headed Out To Vera’s
John Pizzarelli / Grover Kemble
If you’re headed out to Vera’s, make sure she cooks for you
If you’re headed out to Vera’s, make sure she cooks for you
Get ready for some fine fare, man, she’s got some chow to chew.
Well, once you’re in the kitchen man she’s got you in her spell
When Vera starts a-dishin’ man your stomach’s wishin’ for that smell
Say goodbye to your heart, goodbye to your waistline as well.
Oh, sit down at a table and Vera starts dishin’ a feed
Well, you won’t be sipping tea, man or chomping on organic birdseed
She’s got stick to your rib fare and oh she’s got the fixins you need.
Well, she is a little bit boss with the creole sauce
A little bit shy with the apple pie
She’s tried and true with her barbecue
And she’ll melt your heart with the dessert cart
If you’re headed out to Vera, make sure she cooks for you
There’s nothing quite like the way she stirs her stew.
<scat improv>
Oh, you got to forget about Ruby forget about Sue. I got the girl who’ll do it all for you.
If you’re hungry for a plateful, thirsty for some wine, forget where you’ve been, I’ve got the place for you to dine.
If you’re headed out to Vera’s
If you’re headed out to Vera’s
Oh, if you’re headed out to Vera’s, make sure she cooks for you
(more – not in the “Live at Birdland” version)
Oh, you’ll be so hypnotized by her french fries
You’ll be in a spell from her eggs in the well
You’ll be finger lickin’ that greasy fried chicken
But you’ll be feelin’ fine from the homemade wine
If you’re headed out to Vera’s make sure she cooks for you
Get ready for some fine fare man she’s got some chow to chew