Long as I'm the one cooking your bacon babe
I get to lay down the law
Besides, the Good Lord gave me that right
When he gave me a bra
You got your work boots and I got my apron
Sometimes that's my only attire
I like my oven on high and my loving all night
And babe you know I'm gonna bring the fire
If you can't stand the heat
Get outta my kitchen
You best believe my kissin's more delicious than my
Fried chicken
That's finger lickin'
This here Betty Crocker needs 110% attention
Yeah did I mention
If you can't stand the heat
Get out of my kitchen
Don't be griping bout the grocery bill
And the high cost of Non GMO
I like my beef Grade A, I like my bread gluten free
So big daddy better bring home the dough
Grab a cold sweet tea, and believe me
Tonight you're gonna want it with some extra ice
Cause when it comes to my love
Your taste buds, baby, are fixing to feel the spice
If you can't stand the heat
Get outta my kitchen
You best believe my kissin's more delicious than my
Fried chicken
That's finger lickin'
This here Betty Crocker needs 110% attention
Might I re-mention
If you can't stand the heat
Get out of my kitchen
You know the deal, that 3 course meal
Don't mean dinner is done
Cause we ain't stopping, till the smoke detector's popping
And the neighbor's calling 911
If you can't stand the heat
Get outta my kitchen
You best believe my kissin's more delicious than my
Fried chicken
That's finger lickin'
This here Betty Crocker needs 110% attention
Might I re-mention
If you can't stand the heat
Take your two cold feet
Yeah if you can't stand the heat
Get out of my kitchen
