Song Description
Up Tempo Blues/Rock song with humourous double entendre' lyric. The character celebrates the pleasures of his woman's cuisine in a thinly veiled tribute to her talents in other areas!
| Song Length |
3:11 |
Genre |
Blues - Rock |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Mama heat your skillet - better get it good and hot
?Cause I?m coming in your kitchen,baby,ready or not
I can?t get enough of the chicken in your pan
I want my feet under your table, honey
Any old way I can
Heat it up - Heat it up
Heat it up now, buttercup
Make it hot enough to melt me
I love the way you stir that stuff
Now some men like their crawdad
Some men like their beans
I can eat more chicken than any man I?ve seen
?Cause anyway you want to serve it up is just fine by me
Girl, I love to see your pot boil
Babe, I love your cookery
Yea ? Heat it up - Heat it up
Heat it up now, buttercup
Make it hot enough to melt me
I love the way you stir that stuff
(Slide guitar/harmonica break)
Well I?ll eat it off your table, babe I?ll eat it off your floor
And when I?m done I?ll lick the plate and come right back for more
?Cause I can?t get enough of that chicken in your pan
Want my feet under your table, honey - any ol? way I can
Heat it up - Heat it up
Heat it up now, buttercup
You make it hot enough to melt me
I love the way you stir that stuff
Heat it up, heat it up
Heat it up now,buttercup
Make it hot enough to melt me
I love the way you stir that stuff
Mama heat your skillet - Better get it good and hot
?Cause I?m coming in your kitchen, ready or not
Can?t get enough of the chicken in your pan
Want my feet under your table, baby - any ol? way I can
Words and Music Copyright Chris Betts 2005