Four Bitchin' Babes Take Me Out To Eat
I'm sittin' in my kitchen
Ooh, I'm wishin'
They'd love my cookin'
Or they'd quit their bitchin'
Gonna put my foot down
Make him take me uptown
Dressed like a debutante
Go to a restaurant
Baby, take me out
Baby, take me out to eat
I want the white cloth linen
With a cool pressed napkin
A Zinfandel from an organic vineyard
Where they've got Evian
On every table
They let you sit and listen
Long as your butt is able
Baby, take me out
Baby, take me out to eat
Don't wanna hit the Hut
Don't wanna slam no Mac
Don't wanna Run for the Border
Don't you give me no Kentucky Fried Yech
I ain't no Seafood Lover
Don't want no Chili Dog
No Pizza Burger
Baby, your baby ain't drivin' through
Unless they've got a five star review
I wanna leave my lipstick
On some fine bone china
Give me decaf espresso
Don't want no insomnia
Drink my water from sparkling crystal
Get a monkey in a tux
Runnin' to my signal
Baby, take me out
Baby, take me out to eat
How 'bout that squid and leeks
They got them grouper cheeks
I see that garlic veal
Can't we put aside our politics
For just one meal?
I want free range potatoes
Braised with a mango
Garnished with a $20 tomato
I don't care if it's tasty
Don't care if it's good
I just want you spending money
'Cause I think you should
Baby, take me out
Baby, take me out to eat
