Poundcake

Yeah, she's gotta have soul
 Or it won't feel right
 Well, just plain, clean and simple
 Wrapped up, nice and tight
 In a home-grown and down home
 That makes a woman
 Cookin' up that old time, long lost recipe, for me
 It's gettin' hard to find
 Guess it ain't hip enough now
 You take an average guy
 Who can't identify
 And there's a short supply
 Ooh, of the fine, fine stuff
 Let me get on, let me get on, let me get on some of that
 Shake it up, pick it out nice
 Let me get on, let me get on, let me get on outta there
 I still love my baby's poundcake
 Home-grown and down home
 Yeah, that's the woman
 Still cookin' with that old time, long lost recipe
 Let me get on some of that
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
 I want some of that
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
 Give me some of that
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
 Ooh, got some real fine poundcake
 I've been out there
 Tried a little bit of everything
 But it's all sex without love
 I found the real thing is poundcake
 Home-grown and down home
 Yeah, that's the woman
 Still cookin' with that old time
 Long lost recipe, yeah, woo
 She's down home and down home
 Oh, that's my woman
 Give me some of that
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
 Let me hold that
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho, yeah
 Home-grown and down home, woo
 Come on, baby
 Gimme some of that, gimme some of that
 Home-grown, way down home, yeah
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho, yeah
 Give me some of that, woo
 C'mon, baby