Poundcake (Live)

Yeah, she’s gotta have a soul,

Or it won’t feel right,

We’re just playin, 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

Of the fine, fine stuff,

Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on some of that

Shake it up, pick it out nice,

Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on outta there,

I still love my baby’s poundcake

Home grown, and down home,

Yeah, that’s the woman,

Still cookin up an old time, long lost recipe

Lemme get on some of that,

Uh ha, uh ha, ho

Uh ha, uh ha, ho, yeah

I want some of that

Uh ha, uh ha, ho

Gimme some of that, uh ha, uh ha, ha...ow!

I’ve been out there,

Tried a little bit of everything

Its all *** without love

I felt 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, whew!

She’s down home and down home,

Oh, that’s my woman,

Gimme some of that,

Uh ha, uh ha, ho

Uh ha, uh ha, ho,

Lemme hold that

Uh ha, uh ha, ho

Uh, uh ha, uh ha ho, yeah

Home grown, and down home, whew!

C’mon, babe,

Gimme some of that

Gimme some of that

Home grown, way down home, yeah!

Uh ha, uh ha, ho, yeah

Gimme some of that, whew!

C’mon babe!