Cookin' - Pete Townshend

I didn’t find out I was a coward till I ran away

Didn’t think I was a hypocrite till I tried to pray

Didn’t realize I was lost till I started lookin'

I didn’t know how much I love you till I tasted your cookin'

I didn’t know I was a cheat till I fixed the deck

Didn’t felt like a petty larcenist till I forged a check

Didn’t think I could hardly read till I stated bookin'

I didn’t know how much I love you till I tasted your cookin'

For your garlic flavored steak I’d suffer nightmares

For your mashed potatoes, I’d even dig the dirt

For your roast beef, I’d even get a haircut

And to keep the larder full, I’d even work

Didn’t know I was a good liar till I wrote this song

But sometimes I like to get stoved more than you

Despite the fact there’s no cook quite as good lookin'

Didn’t know how much I loved you till I tasted your cookin'

Didn’t know how much I loved you till I tasted your cookin'

I didn’t know how much I love you till I tasted your cookin'