Lyrics My Wife Can't Cook - Bill Wyman's Rhythm Kings

My Wife Can't Cook

If it wasn’t for the beans that come out the can
A lot of the peas or the beets, the rice and the Spam
The milk and bread at the grocery store
I tell you, I couldn’t eat no more
'Cause let me tell you, my wife, she can’t cook
If I thought she could read, I would buy her a book
But she knows how to do with the fuss and bother
She don’t even know how to boil hot water
Let me tell you what we had last night on the dinner table
A can of green beans, cold spinach, a tomato
The nasty cup, I say, you ever wanna see
And she was tryin' to feed it to me
Let me tell you I think that woman is downright lazy
'Cause here her sister come with cold cuts and gravy
Now cold cuts and gravy in one big bowl
I thought I’d choke but I got through
And she said
(Spit it out, spit it all out)
What you say?
(Eat it up, eat it all up)
(Eat it up, eat it all up)
Well, I guess I’m gonna eat this slop any old way
So don’t you get me wrong, I love that girl
I guess I’m about craziest old man in the world
But I got to love her 'cause I got no friends
Aww, here she comes with red beans and onions again
And she said
(Eat it up, eat it all up)
What you say?
(Eat it up, eat it all up)
(Eat it up, eat it all up)
Well, one two three four
Five six seven eight
Nine eight seven six
Five four three two
One more time, come on
(His wife, she can’t cook)
Early in the mornin'
(His wife, she can’t cook)
(His wife, she can’t cook)
Cook 'em clean, cook 'em clean
Put 'em in a pot and let 'em steam, come on
(Eat it up, eat it all up)
What you say?
(Eat it up, eat it all up)
(Eat it up, eat it all up)
Come to the doctor, you wonder why
I just ate them beans and I’m about to die, come on
(His wife, she can’t cook)
Hey baby
(His wife, she can’t cook)
(His wife, she can’t cook)
Cook 'em clean, cook 'em clean
Put 'em in a pot and let 'em steam, come on
(Eat it up, eat it all up)
What you say?
(Eat it up, eat it all up)
(Eat it up, eat it all up)
Come to the doctor, you wonder why
I just ate them beans and I’m about to die, come on
(His wife, she can’t cook)
Hey baby
(His wife, she can’t cook)
(His wife, she can’t cook)
Aww, just a little bit louder, come on
(Eat it up, eat it all up)
(Eat it up, eat it all up)