Patti Austin - I Can Cook Too lyrics
[Patti Austin - I Can Cook Too lyrics]
Oh, I can cook, too, on top of the rest
My seafood's the best in the town
And I can cook, too my fish can't be beat
My sugar's the sweetest around
I'm a man's ideal of a perfect meal
Right down to the demi tasse
I'm a pot of joy for a hungry boy
Baby, I'm cookin' with gas
Oh, I'm a gumdrop a sweet lollipop
A brook trout right out of the brook
And what's more, baby, I can cook!
Some girls make magazine covers
Some girls keep house on a dime
Some girls make wonderful lovers
But what a lucky find I'm
I'd make a magazine cover
I do keep house on a dime
I make a wonderful lover
I should be paid overtime!
'Cause I can bake, too, on top of the lot
My oven's the hottest you'll find
Yes, I can roast too my chickens just ooze
My gravy will lose you your mind
I'm a brand new note on a table d'hôte
But just try me à la carte
With a single course you can choke a horse
Baby, you won't know where to start!
Oh, I'm an hors d'oeuvre a jelly preserve
Not in the recipe book
And what's more, baby, I can cook!
Baby, I'm cookin' with gas
Oh, I'm a gumdrop a sweet lollipop
A brook trout right out of the brook
And what's more, baby, I can cook!
Some girls make wonderful jivers
Some girls can hit a high "C"
Some girls make good taxi drivers
But what a genius is me
I'd make a wonderful jiver
I even hit a high "C"
I make the best taxi driver
I rate a big Navy "E"!
'Cause I can fry, too, on top of the heap
My Crisco's as deep as a pool
Yes, I can broil, too my ribs get applause
My lamb chops will cause you to drool
For a candied sweet or a pickled beet
Step up to my smorgasbord walk around until
You get your fill
Baby, you won't ever be bored!
Oh, I'm a paté a marron glacé
A dish you will wish you had took
And what's more, baby, I can cook!
My seafood's the best in the town
And I can cook, too my fish can't be beat
My sugar's the sweetest around
I'm a man's ideal of a perfect meal
Right down to the demi tasse
I'm a pot of joy for a hungry boy
Baby, I'm cookin' with gas
Oh, I'm a gumdrop a sweet lollipop
A brook trout right out of the brook
And what's more, baby, I can cook!
Some girls make magazine covers
Some girls keep house on a dime
Some girls make wonderful lovers
But what a lucky find I'm
I'd make a magazine cover
I do keep house on a dime
I make a wonderful lover
I should be paid overtime!
'Cause I can bake, too, on top of the lot
My oven's the hottest you'll find
Yes, I can roast too my chickens just ooze
My gravy will lose you your mind
I'm a brand new note on a table d'hôte
But just try me à la carte
With a single course you can choke a horse
Baby, you won't know where to start!
Oh, I'm an hors d'oeuvre a jelly preserve
Not in the recipe book
And what's more, baby, I can cook!
Baby, I'm cookin' with gas
Oh, I'm a gumdrop a sweet lollipop
A brook trout right out of the brook
And what's more, baby, I can cook!
Some girls make wonderful jivers
Some girls can hit a high "C"
Some girls make good taxi drivers
But what a genius is me
I'd make a wonderful jiver
I even hit a high "C"
I make the best taxi driver
I rate a big Navy "E"!
'Cause I can fry, too, on top of the heap
My Crisco's as deep as a pool
Yes, I can broil, too my ribs get applause
My lamb chops will cause you to drool
For a candied sweet or a pickled beet
Step up to my smorgasbord walk around until
You get your fill
Baby, you won't ever be bored!
Oh, I'm a paté a marron glacé
A dish you will wish you had took
And what's more, baby, I can cook!