Bread Baker Songtext
von Leroy Carr
Bread Baker Songtext
She′s got a bed in her bedroom, it shines like the mornin' star
She′s got a bed in her bedroom, it shines like the mornin' star
When it starts to rockin', it looks just like a Cadillac car
Baby, baby, baby, you had better get your backyard clean
Baby, baby, you had better get your backyard clean
′Cause you been cookin′ the best old cornbread a poor man ever seen
Get your red ripe tomato and your T-bone steak
Get your red ripe tomato and your T-bone steak
And if you fix it like I like it, I will get you a new V8
I like it early in the mornin', I′d like to have it late at night
Yeah, I like it early in the mornin', I have to have it late at night
I don′t want you to fix it if you don't fix it right
I smell your cabbage burnin′, baby turn your good bread around
I smell your cabbage a-burnin', baby turn your good bread around
'Cause in your kitchen, baby, is where that good stuff can be found
Come on Jack, lay your racket
You know what it′s all about
Baby I ain′t screamin' but I′m tellin' you
Yes ma′am
Ah, it's a killer
Yes lay it on down, champ, lay it on down
Ah it′s a mess, it's a mess, boy
Lay your racket, boy
Yes, it's gettin′ good, boy
She′s got a bed in her bedroom, it shines like the mornin' star
When it starts to rockin', it looks just like a Cadillac car
Baby, baby, baby, you had better get your backyard clean
Baby, baby, you had better get your backyard clean
′Cause you been cookin′ the best old cornbread a poor man ever seen
Get your red ripe tomato and your T-bone steak
Get your red ripe tomato and your T-bone steak
And if you fix it like I like it, I will get you a new V8
I like it early in the mornin', I′d like to have it late at night
Yeah, I like it early in the mornin', I have to have it late at night
I don′t want you to fix it if you don't fix it right
I smell your cabbage burnin′, baby turn your good bread around
I smell your cabbage a-burnin', baby turn your good bread around
'Cause in your kitchen, baby, is where that good stuff can be found
Come on Jack, lay your racket
You know what it′s all about
Baby I ain′t screamin' but I′m tellin' you
Yes ma′am
Ah, it's a killer
Yes lay it on down, champ, lay it on down
Ah it′s a mess, it's a mess, boy
Lay your racket, boy
Yes, it's gettin′ good, boy
Writer(s): Clarence Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

