Letras
We live in a drive-thru generation
About the closest thing to a home-
Cooked meal is a greasy meat and three
We hardly ever gather at our table
Life's too busy to be a family
Now if you ask me
The whole world needs a kitchen
Like the one we lived in
The smell of supper cooking on the stove
Food for the soul
And a taste of mamma's wisdom
Tired daddy dragging through a screen door
Hugs and kisses and a thanking the Lord
They don't make 'em like that anymore
The whole world needs a kitchen
It's where we sat and did our homework
And that bottom stair was a barber's chair
When mamma lowered our ears
It's where we watched mom and daddy dancing
To the Rolling Stones and old George Jones
Man, I swear
The whole world needs a kitchen
Like the one we lived in
The smell of supper cooking on the stove
Food for the soul
And a taste of mamma's wisdom
Tired daddy dragging through a screen door
Hugs and kisses and a thanking the Lord
They don't make 'em like that anymore
The whole world needs a kitchen
It's where we talked about our problems
And it's where we solved them
And Lord knows we still got 'em
The whole world needs a kitchen
Like the one we lived in
The smell of supper cooking on the stove
Food for the soul
And a taste of mamma's wisdom
Tired daddy dragging through a screen door
Hugs and kisses and a thanking the Lord
They don't make 'em like that anymore
The whole world needs a kitchen
The whole world needs a kitchen
The whole world needs a kitchen