White Bread Man


Hey, Honey, How's Mrs. Gooch?
How are all the ladies down the aisle?

The lentil loaf was smashing,
And the dried tomatoes dashing,
But Honey, remember I'm new to your foxy style,

Honey, I'm just a white bread kind of guy.
 

Hey, Darling, what's with this
Irvine Ranch?

They've got more things to taste than
At a social dance.
I think they make their money
By calling your coffee "Latte,"
And our credit card balance is
Shooting for the moon.
This juggling act will come crashing very soon.

What's so bad about Campbell Soup?
Just 'cause it ain't so grand?

My Mom used to shop at the
Piggly-Wiggly
And her eyes tuned to all
house brands!

 

  Hey, Darling, Yes, The meal was fine.
But, I still feel like eatin' all the time.

When sherbert became sorbet,
I think we started to lose our way.
There's nothing wrong with pasta
But spaghetti is just as fine,
And Honey, that Evian water's a waste of time.

What's so bad about plain corn flakes?
Just, 'cause they ain't so grand?
My mom used to shop at the
Piggly-Wiggly
She was the greatest Mom in this land.

Hey, Honey, I didn't mean to nag.
You're the sweetest thing this
Lucky boy ever had!

Let the dishwasher and the compactor run,
Come dance with me to Willie,
We're going to have fun,
Squeeze me when I slip beneath your loving hand,

Remember, Honey,
I'm your white bread kind of man!

© Lyrics & Song by Charlie Domokos

 

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