Anthony Micaroni - Candid in the Kitchen Lyrics

When was a little boy
I broke my sisters' brand new toy
Told everybody a great big lie
Mama sat back heaved a sigh

Sat me down with a pbj
Said that she had something say
Never tell a great big whopper
Or you're like the devil's chauffer

Mama's way of teaching me my lessons
Sat me down was candid in the kitchen
Delicious food was her gateway
As she gave me words
To help me purge
The error of my ways

When I was older maybe sixteen
I decided school wasn't my scene
So one day I took a small vacation
Went to the lake and do some fishin'

When I came home mama was waiting
Snack on the table she'd been baking
Sat me down me with a couple cookies
Stared at me and said no more hooky

Mama's way of teaching us me lessons
Sat us down and was candid in the kitchen
Delicious food was her gateway
As she gave me words
To help me purge
The error of my ways

Mama had a special way to teach me what was right from wrong
But the lessons that she taught stayed with me
My whole life long
My whole life long

When I got older and had my own life
Mama still cooked and gave me advice
Words to help me keep myself in line
With a special treat with a beer or wine

Mama's way of teaching me my lessons
Sat me down was candid in the kitchen
Delicious food was her gateway
As she gave me words
To help me purge
The error of my ways

Mama's way of teaching me my lessons
Sat me down was candid in the kitchen
Delicious food was her gateway
As she gave me words
To help me purge
The error of my ways