13 August 2012
How I love a chap who cooks Naturally without the aid of books
One thing that's a big turn on Is a fella who can cook up a song
If he can feed me real deep Into bed I'll fall and not to sleep
He can cook all aphrodisiacs Make me hot using his spice rack
I want to taste the very sublime Make my stomach feel so fine
If he can cook up a storm In bed is where recipes are born
Cook Up!! • Opuss № I