Balkenbri-j

Go on, Jan, a village green, a must-go place
'Cause my little lady's got the pot on the blaze
Just hold on, Jan, I gotta take off
I need to head home, gotta help set the table off

In the kitchen, they already know to wait
My mouth's watering at the thought, can't be late
When I hear it, I’m ready to burst into flames
Go on, Jan, you don’t need to keep whining, it’s lame

Balkenbri-j, sausage with bread, and some slaw
And there’s sauerkraut still cooking in the maw
Buttermilk sauce with some onions and a hunk
With my little lady, I always feel like a punk

Yeah, my lady cooks so damn good, it’s a treat
To stoke the fire of my life, can’t be beat
Without her, I wouldn’t know where to start
Nowhere else can I find a better place to warm my heart