I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew
Now i'm laying out at the delano though
Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay
Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day
And then along came the wrong man for her
I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker
I pray the lord my guns to keep
We will cook you up and eat,
Something wicked this way come
Now cook me a meal, gordon
Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues
Goin' ham in beef it's raw, i cook it up with twisted news,
Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,
Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find
We was loonie i suppose, you could
Cook a verse send it out hardly a look
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