Cookin' In The Kitchen

(album: Letters from Chutney - 1995)

I needed you here, I wanted you to stay
Was taken with what you took away
I came here alone, I'm waiting for you
To give me what you think I should say
Things ain't cooking, in my kitchen
Things ain't the way I thought they'd be
One thing's for sure, as I got my hands steady
I love her, I know she loves me
Know she loves me
I don't believe you, or in that devil dance you do
Puking up blood laden stew
You never knew, but you don't think that's true
Do you think you know you?
Things ain't cooking, in my kitchen
Things ain't the way I thought they'd be
One thing's for sure, as I got my hands steady
I love her, I know she loves me, yeah
Don't touch me...go a little faster now
Don't touch me...choke a little slower now
Don't touch me...push a little harder now
Don't touch me...breathe a little softer now

Regret pulls me through, for what I did to you
But I didn't think I was wrong
Don't call me weak, when you knew all along
I'm trying hard to be strong
Things ain't cooking, in my kitchen
Things ain't the way I thought they'd be
One thing's for sure, as I got my hands steady
I love her, I know she loves me, yeah

Don't touch me...go a little faster now
Don't touch me...choke a little slower now
Don't touch me...push a little harder now
Don't touch me...breathe a little softer now