I’ve run out
of nosh
I got
nothing in the ‘fridge
That’s a
simple fact, mm-mm
I can’t feed
my cat, mm-mm
To the
market I will go
And buy
myself some food
And then
I’ll start to cook, mm-mm
Then I’ll
start to cook, mm-mm
‘Cause I’ll
keep cooking
Can’t stop,
won’t stop cooking
It’s like I
got some cumin in my blood
Making
everything spicey
‘Cause the
cook is gonna cook, cook, cook, cook
And the
baker’s gonna bake, bake, bake, bake
And I’m just
gonna shake, shake, shake
Shake some
salt, shake some salt
I don’t
follow recipes
Use my palm
for tsps
It always
works out fine, mm-mm
It always
tastes divine, mm-mm
I’m crushing
garlic cloves
I make the
dish up as I go
Experimenting
is my jam, mm-mm
I’ll add it
to the ham, mm-mm
‘Cause I’ll
keep cooking
Can’t stop,
won’t stop cooking
It’s like I
got some cumin in my blood
Making
everything spicey
‘Cause the
cook is gonna cook, cook, cook, cook
And the
baker’s gonna bake, bake, bake, bake
And I’m just
gonna shake, shake, shake
Shake some
salt, shake some salt
Shake some
salt, shake some salt
I, I, I
shake some salt, shake some salt
I, I, I
shake some salt, shake some salt
I, I, I
shake some salt, shake some salt
Hey, hey,
hey
Just think,
while you’ve been eating fast food and getting sick
And greasy
like the Donald Trumps of the world
You could
have been eating this great quiche
My produce guy brought a new vegetable
That’s like oh my god perfect for a cheesy bake
And to the
fella over there with the hella good pear
Won’t you
add it to the cake? And then we’ll shake, shake, shake
Yeah, oh oh
‘Cause the
cook is gonna cook, cook, cook, cook
And the
baker’s gonna bake, bake, bake, bake
And I’m just
gonna shake, shake, shake
Shake some
salt, shake some salt
Shake some
salt, shake some salt
I, I, I
shake some salt, shake some salt
I, I, I
shake some salt, shake some salt
I, I, I shake some salt, shake some salt
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