The Kitchen Song - Dean Brody

Waking up with you to the morning sun

Coffee maker dripping birds singing their song

August breeze tugging at the drapes

Sprinkler going round on a back yard swing

It’s been too long

Since we both had a lazy Saturday off

So we’ll be out

Baking naked in the kitchen to old van Morrison songs

And I’ll kiss your neck

Rub your pretty toes

Cook you blueberry pancakes girl

And dust flour on your nose

We’ll be baking in the kitchen

Chase you round the island catch you in my arms

I hope the neighbors sleep in with us carrying on

I love it when your hair is a tangled mess

And how your company puts me at rest

It’s been too long

Since we both had a lazy Saturday off

So we’ll be out

Baking naked in the kitchen to old van Morrison songs

And I’ll kiss your neck

Rub your pretty toes

Cook you blueberry pancakes girl

And dust flour on your nose

We’ll be baking in the kitchen

It’s been too long

Since we both had a lazy Saturday off

So we’ll be out

Baking naked in the kitchen to old van Morrison songs

And I’ll kiss your neck

Rub your pretty toes

Cook you blueberry pancakes girl

And dust flour on your nose

We’ll be baking in the kitchen