He’s the one for me,
he’s not your average guy
Doesn’t come on too strong,
but you wouldn’t call him shy
He’s 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
He’d be my honey pie, I’d be his crepe suzette
And we’d saute together into the sunset
Yeah, give him a pot, or toss him a pan
Caviar and quail or green eggs and ham
His gaspacho’s got macho,
he’s 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
I’m 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
He’s my very own personal — food plan
He likes cookin’ dinner,
and he’s my kinda man
