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I Can Cook Too (encore) Songtext
von Alysha Umphress

I Can Cook Too (encore) Songtext

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!!

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