There better be something cookin'
In the kitchen when I get home
Something gourmet, or a steakhouse filet
Or a cut still on the bone
Not the usual junk she makes
Like lasagna or rice and beans
I've told her so many times
To raise the bar on what we eat

I warned you
I don't want spaghetti again
I warned you
I don't want spaghetti again

You overcooked the noodles, I bet
The sauce is probably just from a jar
No garlic bread for me to dip
But wait! There's more!

The spaghetti was just the first course
I know you're hungry as a horse
I got the entrée to turn you on
I'm cooking veal parmesan!