Cookin'

(albüm: Scoop - 1983)

I didn't find out I was a coward till I ran away
Didn't think I was a hypocrite till I tried to pray
Didn't realize I was lost till I started looking
I didn't know how much I love you till I tasted your cooking

I didn't know I was a cheat till I fixed the deck
Didn't felt like a petty larcenist till I forged a check
Didn't think I could hardly read till I stated booking
I didn't know how much I love you till I tasted your cooking

For your garlic flavored steak I'd suffer nightmares
For your mashed potatoes, I'd even dig the dirt

For your roast beef, I'd even get a haircut
And to keep the larder full, I'd even work

Didn't know I was a good liar till I wrote this song
But sometimes I like to get stoved more than you
Despite the fact there's no cook quite as good looking
Didn't know how much I loved you till I tasted your cooking
Didn't know how much I loved you till I tasted your cooking

I didn't know how much I love you till I tasted your cooking