I live just outside of Nashville and write country, country/rock, and novelty songs. Thanks for listening.
Lyrics
Bakin' with momma when I was eight
We were makin' a chocolate cake
I opened the fridge as she got the flour
But the butter was gone and the milk was sour
I hung my head and closed the door
Felt like sinkin' right through the floor
But mama just smiled and touched my chin
Said son, you quit your worryin'
(Chorus):
We'll fix it in the mix
Fix it in the mix
Don't worry, honey, I know a few tricks
When a recipe don't work out, you just fix it in the mix
Playin' last week in the studio
Cuttin' hot tracks of rock and roll
Engineer said the timing's off
The levels are pegged and the vocal's lost
(Chorus):
We'll fix it in the mix
Fix it in the mix
Dont't worry, boys, I know a few tricks
When the music doesn't sound right, you just fix it in the mix
Walkin' out of church with my new bride
Family and friends all throwin' rice
Then one of her kids hits one of mine
The car won't start and the baby's cryin'
(Chorus):
We'll fix it in the mix
Fix it in the mix
Don't worry, honey, I know a few tricks
When you've got a blended family, you just fix it in the mix
(Chorus):
We'll fix it in the mix
Fix it in the mix
Don't worry, honey, I know a few tricks
When your momma starts to move in, we'll just fix it in the mix
(Tag):
When they finally drop the big one, we'll just fix it in the mix
