Home Cookin' - Jr. Walker & The All Stars

I need home, home cookin', yeah!

I need home, home cookin', yeah!

He said, a woman’s place

Is in the kitchen

But in the kitchen, you are a flop

Them meals that you been fixin'

They ain’t nothin' but yesterday’s slop

An' I like, your wiggly walk

I like your baby talk, yeah!

You’re neat, the way you look

But you ain’t nothin'

If you can’t cook

I need home, home cookin', yeah!

I need home, home cookin', yeah!

Hot!

I sweat all day

I rush back home, to see what you cookin'

Your beans are burned

You’ve ruined my place

And in the mirror, I find you lookin'

Now, I like sweet candied yams

And I like homemade ham-hocks

Instead of study, how you look

You oughta study

Your mama’s cookbook

If you want a soul man

Get to rattlin', them pots and pans

I need home, home cookin'

I need home, home cookin'

Yeah!

Hot gravy

That pot roast

That pickled beets

And sugared toast

I like your wiggly walk, yeah!

And I like your way a-talkin'

And you look neat, the way you look

But you ain’t nothin'

If you can’t cook

I need home, home cookin'

I’m in the mood

For soul food

I said, home, home cookin'