[HILDY]
Some girls make wonderful jivers
Some girls can hit a high "C"
Some girls make good taxi drivers
But what a genius is me

I'd make a wonderful jiver
I even hit a high "C"
I make the best taxi driver
I rate a big Navy "E"

'Cause I can fry, too, on top of the heap
My Crisco's as deep as a pool
Yes, I can broil, too
My ribs get applause
My lamb chops will cause you to drool

For a candied sweet
Or a pickled beet
Step up to my smorgasbord
Walk around until
You get your fill
Baby, you won't ever be bored

Oh, I'm a pâté
A marron glacé
A dish you will wish you had took
And what's more, baby, I can-
What's more, baby, I can-
What's more, baby, I can-
Cook!