I Won't Miss Your Dutch Oven When You're Gone

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by: Peter Johnson
uploaded: 02/06/2015
Fulfilling a Theme Music Secret Santa Fake Title.

Youre a feast for the eyes
A delight for the senses 
I cant resist a second helping 
I got no defenses 

Serve me your english muffin
split it open let that butter drip
Clog my arteries, 
make my heart skip

Babe I know you can bring the heat
Give me something good to eat

Why cant your love be a red-hot fire
I want to be carmelized, cooked over an open fire
But youre a cast-iron heart, a slow cooking con
Babe I wont miss your dutch oven when youre gone

You rattle me and spit me out of your ice maker
Babe, Im straight whiskey, dont put me in a cocktail shaker
You deep freeze my desires
Dont you think they matter?
Why not deep fry my heart - its already battered    
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