paroles de chanson Poundcake - Van Halen

Yeah, she's gotta have soul
Or it won't feel right
Well, just plain, clean and simple
Wrapped up, nice and tight

In a home-grown and down home
That makes a woman
Cookin' up that old time, long lost recipe, for me

It's gettin' hard to find
Guess it ain't hip enough now
You take an average guy
Who can't identify
And there's a short supply
Ooh, of the fine, fine stuff

Let me get on, let me get on, let me get on some of that
Shake it up, pick it out nice
Let me get on, let me get on, let me get on outta there
I still love my baby's poundcake

Home-grown and down home
Yeah, that's the woman
Still cookin' with that old time, long lost recipe

Let me get on some of that
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
I want some of that
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
Give me some of that
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho

Ooh, got some real fine poundcake

I've been out there
Tried a little bit of everything
But it's all sex without love
I found the real thing is poundcake

Home-grown and down home
Yeah, that's the woman
Still cookin' with that old time
Long lost recipe, yeah, woo

She's down home and down home
Oh, that's my woman

Give me some of that
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
Let me hold that
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho, yeah

Home-grown and down home, woo
Come on, baby
Gimme some of that, gimme some of that
Home-grown, way down home, yeah

Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho, yeah
Give me some of that, woo
C'mon, baby