Van Halen - Poundcake [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Yeah, she's gotta have a soul
Or it won't feel right
We're just playin, clean and simple
Wrapped up, nice and tight
In a home-grown, and down home
That makes a woman
Cookin' up that old time long lost recipe, for me
It's gettin' hard to find
Guess it ain't hip enough now
You take an average guy
Who can't identify
And there's a short supply
Of the fine, fine stuff

[Bridge]
Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on some of that
Shake it up, pick it out nice
Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on outta there
I still love my baby's Poundcake

[Chorus]
Home grown, and down home
Yeah, that's the woman
Still cookin up an old time, long lost recipe
Lemme get on some of that

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

It's gettin' hard to find
Guess it ain't hip enough now
You take an average guy, he can't identify, uh
And there's a short supply of her fine, fine stuff
I want some of that
Oh, got some real fine, poundcake..

I've been out there
Tried a little bit of everything
Its all sex without love
I felt the real thing is poundcake
Home grown, and down home
Yeah, that's the woman
Still cookin with that old time, long lost recipe, yeah, whew!
She's down home and down home
Oh, that's my woman
Gimme some of that
Lemme hold that
Home grown, and down home, whew!
C'mon, babe
Gimme some of that
Gimme some of that
Home grown, way down home, yeah!
Uh ha, uh ha, ho, yeah
Gimme some of that, whew!
C'mon babe!