Poundcake - Van Halen

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 ha, uh ha, ho

Uh ha, uh ha, ho

I want some of that

Uh ha, uh ha, ho

Give me some of that

Uh ha, uh ha, ha

Oh, 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

Ohh, that’s my woman

Give me some of that

Uh ha, uh ha, ho

Uh ha, uh ha, ho

Let me hold that

Uh ha, uh ha, ho, uh!

Uh ha, uh ha ho, yeah

Home grown and down home, woo

C’mon, baby

Give me some of that

Give me some of that

Home grown, way down home, yeah

Uh ha, uh ha, ho, yeah

Give me some of that, woo

C’mon baby