Blues Kitchen - F2h

Madam Buff's was quite deluxe Servants by the score Footmen at each door Butlers and maids galore But one day Sam, her kitchen man Gave in his notice, he's through She cried, "Oh Sam, don't go It'll grieve me if you do" I love his cabbage gravy, his hash Crazy about his succotash I can't do without my kitchen man Wild about his turnip top Like the way he warms my chop I can't do without my kitchen man Anybody else can leave And I would only laugh But he means too much to me And you ain't heard the half Oh, his jelly roll is so nice and hot Never fails to touch the spot I can't do without my kitchen man His frankfurters are oh, so sweet How I like his sausage meat I can't do without my kitchen man Oh, how that boy can open clam No one else is can touch my ham I can't do without my kitchen man When I eat his doughnuts All I leave is the hole Any time he wants to Why, he can use my sugar bowl Oh, his baloney's really worth a try Never fails to satisfy I can't do without my kitchen man

Well the clock says it's time to close now I guess I'd better go now I'd really like to stay here all night The cars crawl past all stuffed with eyes Street lights share their hollow glow Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise Still one place to go Still one place to go Let me sleep all night In your soul kitchen Warm my mind near your gentle stove Turn me out and I'll wander baby Stumblin' in the neon groves Well, your fingers weave quick minuets, Speak in secret alphabets. I light another cigarette. Learn to forget Learn to forget Learn to forget Learn to forget Let me sleep all night In your soul kitchen Warm my mind near your gentle stove Turn me out and I'll wander baby Stumblin' in the neon groves Well the clock says it's time to close now I know I'll have to go now I really wanna stay here all night All night All night

Mmm... you better come on in my kitchen babe, It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors The woman I love, took from my best friend Some joker got lucky, stole her back again You better come on in my kitchen babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors Oh, she's gone, I know she won't come back I've taken the last nickel out of her nation sack You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors Oh, can't you hear that wind howl? Can't you hear that wind howl? You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down Lookin' for her good friend, none can't be found You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors Winter time's comin', it's goin' to be slow You can make the winter, babe, that's dry long so You better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors You better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors