Stuck At The Potluck With You

Lyrics by Cory Smith, music by Stealer's Wheel (Stuck In The Middle With You)

There’s a reason why I came here tonight

It was to satisfy my huge appetite

And that band, they make me fall off my chair

With their silly songs, bad jokes, and fake hair

Kids to the left of me

Old folks to my right

Here I am stuck at the potluck with you


Yes I'm, stuck at the potluck with you

They’ve got lemon curd hors d’ oeuvres, and beef stew

It's so hard to keep a smile on my face

Cause the jello salad had a strange taste

Kids to the left of me

Old folks to my right

Here I am stuck at the potluck with you


Well we started out hungry

But I think we might have gained some weight

We should post this all to TikTok

Everybody sit up straight and say,

“Cheese”

“Cheese”


Well the music is a little too loud

Sixty-nine’s the average age in the crowd

I just saw ___ ___ ___ head for the door

She looked like she couldn’t take anymore

Kids to the left of me

Old folks to my right

Here I am stuck at the potluck with you


Well before this song gets over

We should make another TikTok reel

This time strike a funny pose,

Show your tongue or scrunch your nose and say

Cheese  (everybody!)

Cheese


Well I’m wondering what time this thing will end

And if it was a mistake to attend

Maybe next time will be better, I hope

If I had to guess though, I would say, “nope”

Kids to the left of me

Old folks to my right

Here I am stuck at the potluck with you

Wish I’d thought of something better to do

They’ll want me to help clean up when it’s through

Should have grabbed, an extra brownie or two