Pound Cake — текст песни (Van Halen)

PoundcakeYeah, she`s gotta have a soul,Or it won`t feel right,We`re just playin, clean and simpleWrapped up, nice and tightIn a home-grown, and down home,That makes a womanCookin` up that old time long lost recipe, for meIt`s gettin` hard to findGuess it ain`t hip enough nowYou take an average guyWho can`t identifyAnd there`s a short supplyOf the fine, fine stuff,Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on some of thatShake it up, pick it out nice,Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on outta there,I still love my baby`s PoundcakeHome grown, and down home,Yeah, that`s the woman,Still cookin up an old time, long lost recipeLemme get on some of that,Uh ha, uh ha, hoUh ha, uh ha, ho, yeahI want some of thatUh ha, uh ha, hoGimme some of that, uh ha, uh ha, ha...Ow!Oh, got some real fine, poundcake..I`ve been out there,Tried a little bit of everythingIts all sex without loveI felt the real thing is poundcakeHome grown, and down home,Yeah, that`s the woman,Still cookin with that old time, long lost recipe, yeah, whew!She`s down home and down home,Oh, that`s my woman,Gimme some of that,Uh ha, uh ha, hoUh ha, uh ha, ho,Lemme hold thatUh ha, uh ha, hoUh, uh ha, uh ha ho, yeahHome grown, and down home, whew!C`mon, babe,Gimme some of thatGimme some of thatHome grown, way down home, yeah!Uh ha, uh ha, ho, yeahGimme some of that, whew!C`mon babe!