Cooking Mama The Musical

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