In the Kitchen Lyrics

I thank the Lord I was born a boy
'Cause playing and laughing is such a joy
I don't clean house or wash the dishes
The Lord made those chores for the missus
So, wash them dishes and scrub them pans
A man ain't meant to have dishpan hands
Stop your whining and stop your b*******
A woman's place is in - the - kitchen

You change the diapers while I go to work
A man in an apron is known as a jerk
I'll be at the club eating and drinking
While you're home with the kids p***ing and stinking

So, bake that bread and make that jelly
Cook that food to fill my belly
I was never one to break tradition
A woman's place is in - the - kitchen
Hoe the weeds and mow the lawn
For recreation you can scrub the john
Let her into the store and do the shopping
And rush back home to a mess of scrubbing and mopping

I didn't marry you because you're good looking
I married you for your good home cooking
Stop your whining and stop your b*******
A woman's place is in - the - kitchen
Wash, rinse, baked goods, scrub clean floor, mop
Lots of things to do so you better get hopping
When I get home from work and you're acting so tired
Be thankful you're my wife so you don't get fired

I didn't marry you because you're perty
I married you because my house was dirty
Stop your whining and stop your b*******
A woman's place is in -
Oh, I said its in the -
Its in the kitchen
Its in the kitchen
Its in the kitchen
Don't you be giving me none of your lip now honey