COME ON IN MY KITCHEN (TAKE 1)

Mmm, mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
           mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
Mmm, mmm mmm mmm mmm
           mmm mmm mmm mmm
You better come on
            in my kitchen
            babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Ah, the woman I love
            took from my best friend
Some joker got lucky
            stole her back again
You better come on
            in my kitchen
            babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Oh-ah, she's gone
            I know she won't come back
I've taken the last nickel
        out of her nation sack
You better come on
            in my kitchen
            babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
spoken: Oh, can't you hear that wind howl?
            Oh-y', can't you hear tht wind would howl?
You better come on
            in my kitchen
            babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
When a woman gets in trouble
    everybody throws her down
Lookin' for her good friend
    none can be found
You better come on
    in my kitchen
    baby, it's gon' to be rainin' outdoors
Winter time's comin'
    hit's gon' be slow
You can't make the winter, babe
    that's dry long so
You better come on
            in my kitchen
            'cause it's gon' be rainin' outdoors

Notes:   1. A "nation sack" is a small pouch worn around the neck in which
                 keepsakes and valuables are kept.
             2. "Dry long so" is a dialectic description of an impoverished
                 condition. In this case, it relates specifically to not having enough
         necessities to last through the winter.
             3. The underlined "h" above is phonetically correct although
         certainly meaningless.

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Sito pensato e realizzato da Roberto Mammola 1999 - 2001