A popular song from 1914 words by Gus Kahn music by Grace Le Boy
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Oh! how that woman could cook!
Her bread was like Angel’s Fool’s cake!
She could take soup meat and give it a look
And it tasted like tenderhouse steak
Her Zup had a flavor like peaches and cream
Her panacakes, Oh! what a beautiful dream
With a table between us she was pretty like Venus
Ach Gott! How that woman could cook!
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Oh! how that woman could cook!
I could not prescribe it to you!
She had receipts which was not in no book
And what nobody else ever knew!
She made Vegetabubbles like never before
And you et a you et till you couldn’t no more
And her Eysters and fishes was simply malicious
Ach Gott! How that woman could cook!
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Oh! how that woman could bake!
I tell you the words won’t come out!
She made a pie called a plum-pudding cake
And it simply would melt in your mouth!
Her stroodles with noodles would just make you weep
And when you drank her coffee your feet fell asleep!
While her liver and onions would cure corns and bunions
Ach Gott! How that woman could cook!