I never meant to cook so bad for you
I know you never liked my chicken stew
A taste from you and i would fall from grace
And that would wipe the sauce right from my face

Do you remember when we used to dance
We danced so much i lost my underpants
One meal lead to another we were starved
We never left a roast to be uncarved

It was the heat of the oven, didnt you find your cake mix
The heat of the oven, helped bake your pies

You set your oven at four-eighty-two
You left the room it was too hot for you
You cant concern yourself with roasted things
Order a pizza or some chicken wings

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And now your cooks have gone and you're alone
why did your pudding always taste like foam?
What were the meals you ordered for yourself
French fries and gravy sure you remember when

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