Текст песни My Wife Can't Cook

If it wasn't for the beans

That come out the can

Or the peas and beets

To ripen

The milk and bread

At the grocery store

I couldn't eat no more

Let me tell my wife

(His wife, she can't cook)

Lord, if I thought she could read

I would buy her a book

But all she knows how to do

Is fuss and holler

She don't even know

How to boil water

Let me tell ya what we had last night

On the dinner table

A tomato

The nastiest stuff you ever wanna see

And she was tryin' to feed it to me

Let me tell ya

I think that woman is downright

'Cause here the sister

With coldcuts and gravy

Now coldcuts and gravy in a

I thought I'd choke but I got through

Well she said

(Spit it out, spit it out)

What you say? woo hoo

Oh but I guess I'm gonna eat this slop

Any old way

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I love that girl

I guess I'm about craziest old man in the world

But I got to love her

'Cause I got no friends

Aww, here she comes

With red beans and onions again

And she say...

What you say?

Ohh, woo hoo

One two three four

Five six seven eight

Nine eight seven six

Five four three two

One more time, come on

Early in the mornin'

Woah, hoo

(His wife, she can't cook)

Cook them beans, cook 'em clean

Put 'em in a pot and let 'em stink, come on

(His wife, she can't cook)

What you say?

Woahh, wooo

Come to the doctor

You wonder why

I just ate them beans

And I'm about to die, come on

Hey baby

(His wife, she can't cook)

Ohhh, wooo hoo

(His wife, she can't cook)

Aww, just a little bit louder, come on