Letra de Poundcake (Live at the West End Marketplace, Dallas, TX, 12/4/1991)
What's up Texas Well, she's gotta have soul Or it won't feel right And, just plain, clean and simple Wrapped up nice and tight And home grown and down home That makes a woman Cookin' with that old time, long lost recipe for me It's hard to find Guess it ain't hip enough now You take an average guy He can't identify And there's a short supply Of the fine, fine stuff Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on some of that Shake it up, pick it out nice Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on outate' there I so love my baby's poundcake Home grown, and down home Yeah, makes the woman Cookin with that old time, long lost recipe Uh ha, uh ha, ho Uh ha, uh ha, ho Give me some of that Gimme some of that, uh ha, uh ha, ha ow! I've been out there Tried a little bit of everything But it's all sex without love I felt the real thing is poundcake Home grown, and down home Yeah, that's the woman Cooking with that old time, long lost recipe, yeah She's home grown and down home Oh, that's my woman Uh ha, uh ha, ho Uh ha, uh ha, ho Yeah Uh ha, uh ha, ho Uh, uh ha, uh ha ho, yeah She's home grown, she's down home Gimme some of that Gimme some of that Home grown, way down home, yeah! Uh ha, uh ha, ho, yeah Gimme some of that That's right Home grown, way down home Hey, hey Yes, yes