Four Bitchin' Babes - My Kinda Man Lyrics

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Hes the one for me,

Hes not your average guy

Doesnt't't come on too strong,

But you wouldn't call him shy

Hes good at his job and he's real good lookin

But the best part of all,

Is he really likes cookin

Yeah, give him a pot, or toss him a pan

Caviar and quail or green eggs and ham

He can whip up a meal, Julia Childs is a fan

He likes cookin dinner,

And he's my kinda man

I knew from my first bite of his chicken croquette

And his smoked salmon, goat cheese omelet

Hed be my honey pie, I'd be his crepe suzette

And wed saute together into the sunset

Yeah, give him a pot, or toss him a pan

Caviar and quail or green eggs and ham

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His gaspachos got macho,

Hes got flair with a flan

He likes cookin dinner,

And he's my kinda man

I knew our romance was gastronomically fated

His culinary skills are five-star rated

Im a Capricorn, he is a Pisces

I do the shopping; he chops and disces

His key lime pie unlocked the door to my heart

Itold him, Honey, you're my Cuisinart

His pesto has zesto, there's soul in his souffle

He even did the catering on our wedding day

Yeah, give him a pot, or toss him a pan

Caviar and quail or green eggs and ham

He does it Szechuan, he does it Hunan

He does it tofu, he does it with bran

Hes my very own personal food plan

He likes cookin dinner,

And he's my kinda man

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