Pungent Stench Sputter Supper
I come home late at night I ask my wife what she'll cook Sputter supper Sputter supper She smiles to me and answers short "I got our neighbour in my pan" Oh, he tastes good, feels fine for me I want more food, I'm starving you see "Darling,"she says,"you get a sweet" "I caught that child from the third floor" Now I'm so full what a delicious dish You're the best wife, I have no more to wish You're feeding me great from day to day And all our neighbours go away My loved man it makes me happy When you say good things about my cooking Tomorrow I'll do a good dinner too I'll try to catch our now janitor for...