Big Cook

Big cook I'm a big cook big cook
Big cook I'm a big cook big cook

I'm a big cook shake my hand
R V trailer and a tag along van
Just enough for the wife and me
Just enough for the chinese army

Big cook I'm a big cook big cook
Big cook I'm a big cook big cook

I'm the lady with a big fat steak
Quiver and jostle for that extra plate
I know sixty words for hungry
'Cause I only know what my stomach tells me

I'm the bearer of the bib at the barbecue
So I don't know in the end if I will invite you

I look at this egg jiggle and fall
On to my frying pan yolk and all
And all I think is what it might have been
All I think about is

Big cook I'm a big cook big cook
Big cook I'm a big cook big cook