My dear I have something to ask you
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And I'll try to get it right
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You've heard the Light Crust Doughboys
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All sing of Martha White
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Oh the way to someone's heart dear
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That old expression's true
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So as long as we're apart
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Here's my request of you:
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Don't cheat on me with cornbread,
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Don't cheat on me with beans
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And don't cheat on me with bacon, cooked up with collard greens
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Don't cheat on me with biscuits with jelly sweet and blue
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Keep it in that place where
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You know you will be true
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Keep it in your pantry [8x]
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I hate that I am leaving
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And leaving you behind
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But soon I'll be returning
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With a healthy appetite
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Oh and if you are not hungry
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As you once were before
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I'll know you have betrayed me
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Behind that kitchen door
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Keep it in your pantry [8x]
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I've dined the whole world over
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I've had the fries of France
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The melons of Verona
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The sausage of Gdansk
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No matter where I've been to,
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From [?] to Rome
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Nothin's quite as tasty as what's cookin' right at home
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Keep it in your pantry [8x]
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Pantry
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| Lyle Lovett |
