Текст (слова) песни: Paul McCartney - Cook of the House
Ground rice, sugar, vinegar, seco salt, macaroni too, Cook of the house, I`m the cook of the house. No matter where I serve my guests, They seem to like the kitchen best `cause I`m the cook of the house, Cook of the house.
The salad`s in the bowl, The rice is on the stove. Green beans in the colander and where the res is heaven only knows.
Cinnamon, garlic, salt, pepper, corn-bread, curry powder, coffee too, Cook of the house, I`m the cook of the house.
No, matter where I serve my guests, They seem to like the kitchen best. `cause I`m the cook of the house, Cook of the house.
Where the rest is heaven only knows.
Matter where I serve my guests, They seem to like the kitchen best `cause I`m the cook of the house. Cook of the house, Cook of the house, I`m the cook of the house.
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