Max Wassen - We Cookin'

I'm kinda tired of everything in my fridge though
Don't feel inspired to making myself a gift
I look around and I thought about what to mix yo
A carrot and an olive are the only things
Screw it now I'm going and I'm walking out my flat I'm craving something that could haggle with my stomach just to shut it 'fore I punch it wanna hug it for a minute,
My grumbling's a menace
I know I cannot clench it
but I do not know where to begin it 'till it's
sitting right in front of me, neon sign glowing green
Restaurant everything
could it really have everything?
I could go for anything so everything is fine
So I loosened up my belt, then I went inside like

All the smells in the air
As I float to a chair
She like you ready to order right?
Got the whole place going like

At the pizza party restauranto
Pass the calamari Alejandro
Pasta on the stack I want a grease coat
Give me heart attacks I need a big coke
(Salt, salt, salt, salt) I want fries,
Want the salsa placed upon the one side
(Dip, dip, dip, dip) my slice
Get me everything that you have when we cooking like!

""Can I take your order sir?""

Well. I guess

We'll start out with the burger
But keep it really simple
Double triple with some pickles
And some mayo in the middle.
But I want it on a raft
And With that extra shingles
Slick backed 4 by 4
Six pack craft singles
With a shimmie and a squeeze
Keep it light with axle grease
You need to burn it up, make it cry, make it weep
Have it swimming with the fishes and with it delicious beef
Want it sloppy and deluxe and my boss in the meat
Also want a plate of pizzas, 20 toppings 1 is cheetah, also see to shape it big enough to fit this pizzeria
Gimme something cheesy like linguine dipped in meaty seedy chocolate from a super speedy queasy man with kiwi
then put in a shoe fry the shoe with a bird,
put it in a boot yeah a boot with some fur,
then have t pain come and sing it to me
while your feeding me feet.
That's what I need.

Sigh, anything else?

I also want some peanuts and bananas some green eggs and then some ham and a coconut grown in Panama swimming up on the beach (yeah)
Mixed inside some coffee that's blended inside with toffee that comes with uh a Ferrari and fried up up on the seat (got it)
An island I can gobble up
A swing and a miss
A belly to bump
A couple of nuts
For something to cut and
Get me a deli and everything better than better than heavenly I want a belly and y'all would be dead to me if don't get any of principal Whetherby's hickory celery buttered up jelly Bean pork chops

I want my belly so large that It gobble my belt
But I want a Diet Coke cause I'm thinking bout health
i'm yelling

At the pizza party restauranto
Pass the calamari Alejandro
Pasta on the stack I want a grease coat
Give me heart attacks I need a big coke
(Salt, salt, salt, salt) I want fries,
Want the salsa placed upon the one side
(Dip, dip, dip, dip) my slice
Get me everything that you have when we cooking like
(salt, salt, salt, salt) when we cookin like
(dip, dip, dip, dip) when we cookin like
(salt, salt, salt, salt) when we cookin like
(dip, dip, dip, dip) when we cookin like

Ba da ba da ba da
Ah ba da ba da ba da
you know that i be feeling it
Woo!
Wah!

ah, she forgot the pickles.

Written by:
Max Wassen, Egon Book

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Lyrics © Sentric Music

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