[Lyric] Cupboard Love (Chris Jagger)

Food and sex are so close to each other
THe difference between your lover and mother
THey're both pleasures anyway

I'm coming home, what more can I say?
I'd walk twenty miles for your creme brulee
Honey, just give me some of your
Cupboard love

When I was a young boy I ran away
I didn't like the games
The street kids played
But pretty soon I was hungry
And thirsty too

I'm coming home, what more can I say?
I'd walk twenty miles for your creme brulee
Honey, just give mе some of your
Cupboard love

Pass the greens, thе gravy, and ham
And some of those sweet-tasting yams
The fish and the foul and the birds of the field
I'm giving up that take-away grease
I'm coming home, what more can I say?
I'd walk twenty miles for your creme brulee
Honey, just give me some of your
Cupboard love

Pass the wine, pass the fish pie
Rice and shrimps, the chicken and fries
The fish and the foul and the birds of the field
I'm giving up that take-away grease