Ahh, yeah
Yeah, she's gotta have soul
Or it won't feel right
Well, just plain, clean and simple
Wrapped up, nice and tight
In a home grown and down home
That makes a woman
Cookin' up that old time, long lost recipe, for me
It's gettin' hard to find
Guess it ain't hip enough now
You take an average guy
Who can't identify
And there's a short supply
Ooh, of the fine, fine stuff
Let me get on, let me get on, let me get on some of that
Shake it up, pick it out nice
Let me get on, let me get on, let me get on outta there
I still love my baby's poundcake
Home grown and down home
Yeah, that's the woman
Still cookin' with that old time, long lost recipe
Let me get on some of that
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
I want some of that
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
Give me some of that
Uh ha, uh ha, ha
Oh, got some real fine poundcake
I've been out there
Tried a little bit of everything
But it's all without love
I found the real thing is poundcake
Home grown and down home
Yeah, that's the woman
Still cookin' with that old time, long lost recipe, yeah, woo
She's down home and down home
Ohh, that's my woman
Give me some of that
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
Let me hold that
Uh ha, uh ha, ho, uh!
Uh ha, uh ha ho, yeah
Home grown and down home, woo
C'mon, baby
Give me some of that
Give me some of that
Home grown, way down home, yeah
Uh ha, uh ha, ho, yeah
Give me some of that, woo
C'mon baby
Writer(s): Sammy Hagar, Alex Van Halen, Edward Van Halen, Michael Anthony
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