Linda Lewis - Cordon Blues lyrics

I got the cordon blues I just can't cook for my guy I got the cordon blues He don't taste my honey pie He says There's too much sugar in a tea I pray one day I'll find that recipe It's true, I got the cordon blues My oven won't stay alive all night I got the cordon blues Now my baby lost his appetite I wanna slow you up And make your steam rise high, hi-hi-high You know I'll be your slave But you'll never be satisfied I need some jelly in my roll I need some hot sauce on my chips Won't cha dip your doughnuts in my bowl I wanna lick your fingertips [blues guitar solo] I need some jelly in my roll I need some... on my chips I wanna dip my doughnuts in your bowl So I can lick your fingertips Whoa, oh, oh, the cordon blues I just can't cook for my guy I'm telling you, I got the cordon blues You won't taste my honey pie After dinner, he deserves in For a tastier kind of dish You know I'm too many cooks Can given his every little wish