Adrian Matejka - Cooking Lessons lyrics

Belle, I wouldn't put my hand on you if you'd do what I say. If you'd just do what you're told, I wouldn't shake you that way. I wouldn't raise a hand I wouldn't have cut my knuckle on your eyetooth. I wouldn't have sparred with a grease fire in my fist until the cut healed. No bruises, no cover-up for the welts. Belle, this is a good thing when you want it to be. I love your brown hair. You want Papa Jack near, don't you? Bella, a woman is still a woman & the female mind is much slower than a man's. You need reminding. You need direction. Shakespeare had a man play Desdemona, didn't he? If you're Papa Jack's girl, you get seal coats from Alaska. Jewels luminous as the streetlamps in London. Belle, as long as you do what I tell you, you get to cut a swath with the Heavyweight Champion of the World. You get to travel first-cla**, on steamers with kings & queens. You get all your food cooked in bu*ter. You ever ate shark? If you just did what Papa say, you would already know shark fancies most any other fish. Only with a mean aftertaste-no matter how much bu*ter & lemon the cook uses.