If It Ain't on the Menu

When a dog gets hungry, he needs a bone

And when a man needs lovin', he starts to roam

I'm starvin' for your love, and I don't want a bone

So if you treat me like a dog, I'll run away from home

Don't want no warmed over kisses or yesterday's sighs

I want everything fresh, even brand new lies

If you can't treat me right, then it ain't no treat

If the grub ain't no good, there ain't no use to eat

I'm a connoisseur when it comes to love

Don't want a tough old hen in the place of a dove

Don't want boardin' house kisses, 'cause I don't wanna fight

Don't bother to kiss me if you can't kiss me right

I want the four course dinner and your love every day

And if it ain't on the menu, there's another cafe

Want everything fresh from your sweet, sweet lips

If the service ain't good, I don't leave no tips

Well, I know all the tricks underneath the moon

If you're cookin' some soup, you know that I'll want a spoon

If you ain't got what I want, then another gal may

If it ain't on the menu, there's another cafe