Let me out of this oven, I'm 'bout ready to burn,
grease your pan and get in it, hey boy it's time for your turn.
Too many cooks in the kitchen, you know the broth'll spoil,
don't forget to wrap yourself, in aluminum foil.

Seems a lot of people are into le menage
- but what I'm seein' here tonight's a mirage.

Dont wanna eat no hamburger, when I can go get a steak,
so get your old buns on in there, you know that I need a break.

Seems a lot of people are into le menage
- but what I'm seein' here tonight's a mirage.

(guitar solo)

I don't know if I could take it, and get a social disease,
when there's a crowd I get nervous, just you I'd feel more at ease.
You say that what that your'e into, is that old party scene,
Well I think I better be goin' now, 'dont want my thing to turn green .

Seems a lot of people are into le menage
- but what I'm seein' here tonight's a mirage.
So maybe I'll just go and get a massage -
unless you wanna come with me one-on-one.

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