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Cook Like A Man
(Original song: Walk Like A Man by Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons)
Oooooooh
Cook - cook - cook - cook
Oooooooh
Cook like a man
Oh how I tried to cook my silverside
With some wholesome tasty French fries on the side
I got into some bother so I called up my dear mother
And this is what she said to me
(And mum said) Cook like a man with a pan in your hand
Like Gary Rhodes my son
Don't get flustered if you cannot cut the mustard
Just do the best you can
Oooooooh
Cook - cook - cook - cook
Oooooooh
Ainsley is saucy he calls his pepper Percy
Lloyd Grossman's opened up his vowels again
Phil Vickery is picky, Keith Floyd just takes the micky
Looks like he's on the turn once again
(And mum said) Cook like a man with a wok in your hand
And be a star my son
Open up a deli and get on to the telly
ITV or BBC 1
Oooooooh
Can't cook won't cook
Oooooooh
I remember granny talking 'bout her Fanny
Saying how we'll never see her like again
Delia does her best but just like all the rest
They're not as good as us new men
(And now I) Cook like a man with a pan in my hand
Talking fine recipes
I go for the burn when I cook with Phil and Fern
I'm a star on daytime TV
Oooooooh
Wok - wok - wok - wok
Oooooooh
Cook - cook - cook - cook
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