Sex In The Kitchen Lyrics - Tp.3 Reloaded - R. Kelly

Girl you're in the kitchen 

Cooking me a meal 

Something makes me wanna come in there and get a feel 

Walk around in your T-shirt 

Nothing else on 

Strutting pass, switching that ass while I'm on the phone 

Cutting up tomatoes, fruits and vegetables and potatoes 

Girl, you look so sexy while you're doing the damn thing I want 

Sex in the kitchen over by the stove 

Put you on the counter by the buttered rolls 

Hands on the table, on your tippy toes 

We'll be making love like the restaurant was closed 

How would you like it, baby? 

(How would you like that?) 

Tell me right now pretty baby 

(Hey man, I'm gon call you back) 

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Girl you're in the kitchen, chillin' in your robe 

I'm sayin' to myself, she better go put on some clothes 

Tickling and teasing, doing that little dance 

Girl, you gon make me lay you down and give it to you one mo 'gain 

Sex in the kitchen over by the stove 

Put you on the counter by the buttered rolls 

Hands on the table, on your tippy toes 

We'll be making love like the restaurant was closed 

Sex in the kitchen over by the stove 

Put you on the counter by the buttered rolls 

Hands on the table, on your tippy toes 

We'll be making love like the restaurant was closed 

Girl I'm ready to toss your salad 

While I'm making love, girl I'll be feasting 

Girl you're in the kitchen sweating up a storm 

The oven's on 500 

Photos 

So you know the kitchen's warm 

Girl you know just how to get into a brother's mind 

'Cause here we are still in this kitchen 

Doing it for the third time 

Sex in the kitchen over by the stove 

Put you on the counter by the buttered rolls 

Hands on the table, on your tippy toes 

We'll be making love like the restaurant was closed 

Sex in the kitchen over by the stove 

Put you on the counter by the buttered rolls 

Hands on the table, on your tippy toes 

We'll be making love like the restaurant was closed