Love Means Never Having to Say You're Hungry
Charlie Robison
Verse One:
I got a [G]friend he ain't [D]never had no wife
Don't under[G]stand why she's the [C]joy of my whole life
He said ex[G]plain, and I [D]know it sounds uncouth
But it's a [G]feelin' in my stomach if you [C]want to know the truth
It's a [G]taste, well I [D]like to call my own
It's a [G]smell I only [C]smell when I'm at home
I like to [G]slide my face close to it and [D]put it on my tongue
And [G]I don't lift my head back up un[C]til she says I'm done
Chorus:
I said that [G]love means [D]never havin' to say
I said that [G]love keeps tas[C]tin' better everyday
I said that [G]love means [D]never havin' to say you're [G]hungry[C][G]
Verse Two:
Well you know I love her biscuits, and you know I love her buns
You know I'll eat her brisket, I ain't never had more fun
I love her enchiladas, and I love her refried beans
Add a couple jalapenos and you'll know just what I mean
Repeat Chorus
Instrumental (Like a verse)
verse Three:
It's chicken fried, and it's served with collard greens
You think you'd died when you're bustin' at the seams
She'll unbutton that top button, wipe her hands on that ol' blouse
She's always lookin' finger-lickin' good around the house
Repeat Chorus Twice
I said that [G]love means [D]never havin' to say you're [G]hungry [C][G]
Charlie Robison
Verse One:
I got a [G]friend he ain't [D]never had no wife
Don't under[G]stand why she's the [C]joy of my whole life
He said ex[G]plain, and I [D]know it sounds uncouth
But it's a [G]feelin' in my stomach if you [C]want to know the truth
It's a [G]taste, well I [D]like to call my own
It's a [G]smell I only [C]smell when I'm at home
I like to [G]slide my face close to it and [D]put it on my tongue
And [G]I don't lift my head back up un[C]til she says I'm done
Chorus:
I said that [G]love means [D]never havin' to say
I said that [G]love keeps tas[C]tin' better everyday
I said that [G]love means [D]never havin' to say you're [G]hungry[C][G]
Verse Two:
Well you know I love her biscuits, and you know I love her buns
You know I'll eat her brisket, I ain't never had more fun
I love her enchiladas, and I love her refried beans
Add a couple jalapenos and you'll know just what I mean
Repeat Chorus
Instrumental (Like a verse)
verse Three:
It's chicken fried, and it's served with collard greens
You think you'd died when you're bustin' at the seams
She'll unbutton that top button, wipe her hands on that ol' blouse
She's always lookin' finger-lickin' good around the house
Repeat Chorus Twice
I said that [G]love means [D]never havin' to say you're [G]hungry [C][G]
