Cookin' Songtext
von Pete Townshend

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 lookin'.
I didn't know how much I love you till I tasted your cookin′.

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 bookin'
I didn′t know how much I love you till I tasted your cookin'.


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 lookin′.
Didn't know how much I loved you till I tasted your cookin′
Didn't know how much I loved you till I tasted your cookin′.

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