Lyrics How Lovely Cooks the Meat - Frankie Laine

Oh how lovely cooks the meat, oh how lovely cooks the meat.
When I get back home to eat, oh how lovely cooks the meat.
I smell it far away and I've thought of it all day.
She's cookin' the meat for me, what a meal it's going to be.
Oh I've cooked a lovely meal, to my man it will appeal.
When he comes in through the door, he will love me even more.
Oh how lovely cooks the meat, oh how lovely cooks the meat.
When I get back home to eat, oh how lovely cooks the meat.
I smell it far away and I've thought of it all day.
She's cookin' the meat for me, what a meal it's going to be.
Oh the stove is much too hot, now the steak has a big black spot.
And I hope it won't be tough, cause my man must get enough.
Oh how lovely cooks the meat, oh how lovely cooks the meat.
When I get back home to eat, oh how lovely cooks the meat.
I'm comin' through the door, I can not wait no more.
And at the table take my seat and put my teeth into that meat.
Oh my dear your teeth are strong and I hope that I'm not wrong.
Though the steak is burnt and tough, I am sure you'll get enough.
Oh how lovely is my wife, oh how lovely is my wife.
I'll keep her all my life, oh how lovely is my wife.
I'll learn to cook someday.
Yes, and then she'll pay her way.
Between us there's no strife, she's a lovely, lovely wife.
How lovely cooks the meat.