Cooking Mama: The Musical Lyrics

Cooking Mama: The Musical - Random Encounters

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First, we'll melt the butter and add a cup of cream

We'll pour it in the pan and add some flour

We need to stir it gently, more gently, it would seem

Now, let's grate a block of cheddar, better make this sauce supreme

Take two quarts of water and pour it in your pot

Now, start the stove and bring it to a boil

We'll drop in some spaghetti, and once it's gotten hot

We can dump it in the strainer, or apparently, we'll not

A little bit al dente

But we'll work with what we've got

Cut the bread up length-wise with simple, fluid strokes

It's only bread, it shouldn't need a chainsaw

Now, spread on garlic butter, is this some kind of joke?

Add a dash or two of parsley 'til the parsley shaker's broke

Pick a prawn to start with and dip it in the sauce

A bit more sauce wouldn't hurt

Now, coat these shrimp in breading and don't let them roll off

Don't let them roll right off

How are these rolling off?

Put 'em in a pan to start 'em cooking, and sauté them like a boss

Douse the oven fire, who knew that pies combust

And have a smoky scent that likes to linger?

Let's add a dab of icing to hide the dried out crust

Then we'll throw it on a platter, right side up? It doesn't matter

Let's slice up some fruit to scatter, hold on, stop, watch my fingers