Shortnin' Bread Rock Songtext
von Etta James

I don′t like cake
I don't like pie
I don′t like sweets and I'll tell you why
Cause

Little baby loves shortenin' shortenin′
Mama′s little baby loves shortenin' bread
Mama′s little baby loves shortenin' shortenin′
Mama's little baby loves shortenin′ bread
If you want my love, you'd better see that I'm well fed

Hell, you′ve got a recipe that can′t be beat
Honey, you've got a recipe that can′t be beat
When you start to cooking, oh it's such a treat

Mama′s little baby loves shortenin' shortenin′
Mama's little baby loves shortenin' bread
Mama′s little baby loves shortenin′ shortenin'
Mama′s little baby loves shortenin' bread
If you want my love, you′d better see that I'm well fed


Oh, you rock me baby, every time you roll that dough
You rock me baby every time you roll that dough
Oh, mix it up good, get out of your skillet, and
Go! Go! Go!
Go!

I don′t like wheat
I don't like rye
I don't like white and I′ll tell you why
Cause

Mama′s little baby loves shortenin' shortenin′
Mama's little baby loves shortenin′ bread
Mama's little baby loves shortenin′ shortenin'
Mama's little baby loves shortenin′ bread
If you want my love, you′d better see that I'm well fed

When you roll that dough, my heart goes flippity-flop
When you roll that dough, my heart goes flippity-flop
If you want my love, you better keep the loving hot! (Oh yeah)
Cause

Mama′s little baby loves shortenin' shortenin′
Mama's little baby loves shortenin′ bread
Mama's little baby loves shortenin' shortenin′
Mama′s little baby loves shortenin' bread
If you want my love, you′d better see that I'm well fed