The Kitchen - Little Jackie

He be getting out of the, getting out of the kitchen

When he’s finally heard enough of your bitching

Time to drink all your booze

So I’ll leave you nothing but a pile of dishes

Girls be flipping and guys be tripping

One foot out the door, it’s like a dance, flip it

There was a relationship

But we ain’t dancing anymore

Your kitchen’s up in flames

There ain’t no one to blame but yourself

Your nitpicking will drive a man insane

Throwing that kind of heat

Can give a man a heart attack

Don’t you burn them bridges

You can never go back, hey, hey, hey

Kitchen ain’t easy on a man

From the fire to the frying pan

From a human to another

It ain’t right to hit your lover

It was over like a can of spam

Here’s a tip, you’re gonna flip

If you don’t get a grip, stop giving that lip

You got that fed up, better give some head up

Instead of eating all his butter

Your kitchen’s up in flames

There ain’t no one to blame but yourself

Your nitpicking will drive a man insane

Throwing that kind of heat

Can give a man a heart attack

Don’t you burn them bridges

You can never go back, hey, hey, hey

No use crying over spilled milk

When some thing’s gone bad

There ain’t no way back

Check the expiration date before it’s too late

Ain’t the pot calling the kettle black

Take it from a girl who really knows it well

Every single one I had went straight to hell

You can achieve world peace with your tone of voice

Or start World War III, it’s your choice

Your kitchen’s up in flames

There ain’t no one to blame but yourself

Your nitpicking will drive a man insane

Throwing that kind of heat

Can give a man a heart attack

Don’t you burn them bridges

You can never go back, hey, hey, hey