Eggplant Lyrics - The Michael Franks Anthology: The Art Of Love - Michael Franks

Eggplant 

Michael Franks 

From: The Art of Tea 

Whenever I explore the land of Yin 

I always take one on the chin 

And now this lioness has almost made me tame. 

I can't pronounce her name but eggplant is her game. 

The lady sticks to me like white on rice. 

She never cooks the same way twice. 

Maybe it's the mushrooms. 

Maybe the tomatoes. 

I can't reveal her name but eggplant is her game. 

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When my baby cooks her eggplant, 

She don't read no book. 

She's got a Gioconda kinda of dirty look 

And my baby cooks her eggplant, 

About 19 different ways. 

Sometimes I just have it raw with mayonnaise. 

-break- 

Maybe its the way she grates her cheese, 

Or just the freckles on her knees. 

Maybe its the scallions. 

Maybe she's Italian. 

I can't reveal her name but eggplant is her game. 

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When my baby cooks her eggplant, 

She don't read no book. 

She's got a Gioconda kinda of dirty look. 

And my baby cooks her eggplant, 

About 19 different ways. 

Sometimes I just have it raw with mayonnaise.