Warm It Up Songtext
von Buzzard Buzzard Buzzard

You know its sweet when we rock it together,
And I can fry, whatever the weather,
Don′t gotta be, no Ramsay or Oliver,
Can be the squeak, of your rotten left overs,

A week old peach or clementine,

So come on lets get it on I am ready,
Oh lets warm it up,
So come on now honey, come, come and get it,
Oh lets warm it up,
'Cause everything tastes fine,
With that cheap reduced green wine,
So come on lets get it on, I am ready,
Oh lets warm it up,

You know its cool,
Whatever you′re feeling,
Any excuse to pretend like I'm living,
As sous chef in our tiny kitchen,
You're my star and for me it′s Michelin,


With soft boiled eggs all on the side,

So come on lets get it on I am ready,
Oh lets warm it up,
So come on now honey, come, come and get it,
Oh lets warm it up,
′Cause everything tastes fine,
With that cheap reduced green wine,
So come on lets get it on, I am ready,
Oh lets warm it up,

Macaroni, with my one and only,
If only Linda McCartney could see me now,
She'd be proud somehow.


So come on lets get it on I am ready,
Oh lets warm it up,
So come on now honey, come, come and get it,
Oh lets warm it up,
′Cause everything tastes fine,
With that cheap reduced green wine,
So come on lets get it on, I am ready,
Oh lets warm it up,