Butter

Mama cooks with butter
 'Course she does, sugar
 Soft and warm right on the counter
 She looks like Grace Kelly
 She tastes like Betty Crocker
 Mama cooks with butter
 Mama cooks with butter
 You know the real thing
 Don't give me no Country Crock or margarine
 Dinner rolls on the table and cookies in the cupboard
 Mama cooks with butter
 Mama drinks straight whiskey
 Of course she does, baby
 Standin' in the kitchen
 At 4:53
 She keeps up with the Joneses
 She reads Good Housekeeping
 Mama drinks straight whiskey
 Mama drinks straight whiskey
 She's the real thing
 No, she makes a fine Manhattan
 Nor a martini
 She is efficient
 She believes in simplicity
 Mama drinks straight whiskey
 She feels like Elizabeth Taylor
 When she slips off her big diamond ring
 Mama's hear to listen if you wanna talk
 The way she feeds ya, boy, y'know you'd better eat
 Mama cooks with butter
 You know the real thing
 Still likes her shag carpet
 And wood paneling
 She turns on Dean Martin
 She turns on Frank Sinatra
 Mama cooks with butter
 Stop on by for dinner
 Try and don't you wanna
 You're gonna love her
 Mama cooks with butter