Cooks

Oh my lovely, baby you’re all I see
Lady love you, baby it’s all I do

Its cold out, its past eight
And I just lost my keys again
I don’t know how I’ll make it
Through the year and

When you coming home
I’m stuck here but I don’t feel all alone
Because I burned the dinner and we two are waiting on
One more to come right through
Back to

Well I want you, baby it’s all I do
Come to meet you, baby it’s all I do
Oh my lovely, baby you’re all I see
Let’s get ready, maybe I might be

Well you know I’ve never really done this, no way
Well you I know you really haven’t either, so what?
I can’t tell you why

I feel like I’m eighty and confused without my pants
When somebody takes my hand
Tell me we’re going home
I don’t need a new invention on my phone
‘Cause I’m really tired of the way we’re moving on
Just lay me on the lawn

Well I want you, baby it’s all I do
Come to meet you, baby it’s all I do
Oh my lovely, baby you’re all I see
Let’s get ready, well I might be