Squirrel Hill Market

Ohhh I wandered down to Squirrel Hill Feelin' hungry, lookin' for a thrill Saw a sign that caught my eye Homemade pastrami stacked sky high Not some store-bought sandwich scheme This is house-cured, corned beef dreams They spice it nice and slice it right That first big bite? Oh, what a night Squirrel Hill Market, you're the one Pound of love on a fresh-baked bun Tangy pickles, mustard bold And honey sweeter than hearts of gold Squirrel Hill Market, you're my jam $22? That's worth a grand Now don't get me started on that soup What you do that's worth a grand Ah don't get me started on that soup Matzoh balls that make me swoop! A steamy bowl of comfort bliss, One spoonful in, I'm blowin' a kiss That mustard, baby, it's insane We clean the shelf like a hungry train Spicy brown with that perfect zing Put it on toast, put it on wings Squirrel Hill Market, heaven's door We walk in once, come back for more Brisket stacked and flavors tight You got that Pittsburgh soul just right Squirrel Hill Market, you're my flame No other shop can touch your name Shoo-be-doo-wop! Ohhh my honey Golden jars, worth every penny From sandwiches to pickles, yeah it's true You got the kind of love that sticks like glue Squirrel Hill Market, I'll shout loud You're the gem that makes the city proud From the soup to the spice to that deli roll You feed the heart and warm the soul Squirrel Hill Market, this I vow You had me at that first bite… wow