Текст: Van Halen. For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge. Pound Cake.

Oh yeah

Yeah, she's gotta have soul
Or it won't feel right
Well, just plain, clean and simple
Wrapped up nice n' tight

And homegrown and down-home, that makes one
Cookin' up that old time, long lost recipe for me, woh

It's gettin' hard to find
Guess it ain't hip enough now
You take an average guy, he can't identify, uuh
And there's a short supply of her fine, fine stuff

Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on some of that
Shake it up, bake it up nice, uuh
Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on all that
I so love my baby's poundcake

Homegrown and down-home, ooh yeah, that's the one
Still cookin' with that old time, long lost recipe

Lemme get on some of that
Uh ah, uh ho, uh ah, uh ho
I want some of that, uh ah, uh ho
Gimme some of that, uh ah, uh ho ow

Ooh, got some real fine pound, poundcake, ahh

I've been out there
Tried a little bit of everything
But it's all sex without love
I found the real thing is poundcake

Homegrown and down-home, yeah that's the one
Still cookin' with that old time, long lost recipe, yeah woo
She's down-home and down-home, oh, that's my woman

Gimme some of that of
Uh ah, uh ho
Uh ah, uh ho
Lemme hold that
Uh ah, uh ho, uh, uh ah, uh ho

Homegrown and down-home, woo
Come on babe
Gimme some of that, gimme some of that
Homegrown, way down-home, yeah

Uh ah, uh ho, yeah, gimme some of that, woo
C'mon baby
Homegrown, homegrown, down-home