Lyrics > The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion – Cooking For Television

You can bend and budge, you can slip and slide
Eat your fruit, the roots, you gon’ drink your green but
Get out the skillet and pass it all, baby
You know what I mean

A great chef ain’t born but fought to survive
Spent hours workin’ hard on the line
But the toil and trouble and the cut and burn
Can make a junky in no flat time

So you write a book, go cut your hair
Get on a box, say what you think
Now, I’m sick and tired of this talk and talk
About the nasty food that stinks

Yeah
Look out
Chatterbox comin’ through

Ahhhh
Late at night
When you trying to sleep
Hunger gonna get you like a cavity quick
You can try to change the plan
Change your cost
Try to change the sauce
It don’t matter
That dude is still just a chatterbox

That’s right
Chatterbox

I said I’m number one
Yeah, tons of fun
Gotta sweet tooth deep in my mouth
Pass the sugar, pass the pepsodent
We got to rinse all this stuff out
Baby, got to have something good in your mouth
If you want to smell good at night
So come over here and say something sweet, all right