a fat man like me
can never bother with tea or brie
i must go right to the main source
and wolf it down like a rhinoceros
but a woman like her
can tease me with a warm hors d´ouevre
she slices and dices nicely
which has a way of enticing me
armed with an apron and spatula
she is a post-modern goddess of love
so why does she feed me pate´
when she knows what i´m gonna say

complicated potatoes again?
complicated potatoes

she spices her icings precisely
arousing me aromatically
i had a recent rhinoscopy
so i could smell every recipe
still she leaves me on pre-heat
when she knows that i love to eat

complicated potatoes again
complicated potatoes