The Kitchen Strut Songtext
von Hannah Williams & The Tastemakers

I′m gonna tell you a story
Hit it
If you let me out of the kitchen, then it gets me into your bed
I had enough of all this friction
About the little things that we said
I'm getting out of your kitchen
Getting out of your kitchen
I′m getting into your bed
Into your bed
Let's put a stop to all this friction
Stop all this friction
Get it right out of your head
Right out of your head
I'm left to look after your babies, and clear all this up after you
Well, I′m telling you, I just ain′t gonna do this no more
I could just land you with it right out of the blue
And look here, look at your babies
Look here now, at your babies
And clearing mess after you
Mess after you


I'm getting my ass right out of here
Getting right out of here
To disappear into the blue
Off into the blue
Yeah
Now, if you thought there was gonna be a
Happy ending, this ain′t no fairytale, sugar
Oh, six whole years I've been stuck here, doing all this for free
Maybe I should bill you
My bags are packed and waiting on the doorstep, honey
You best not stop me or I′m gonna kill you
I'm getting out of your kitchen
Getting out of your kitchen
I′m getting out of your bed
Out of your bed
I'm gonna chase my own sweet life now
Stop all this stuff
Get you right out of my head
Right out of my head
Yeah