A man works hard then comes on home, Expects to find stew with that fine ham bone. He opens the door, then start to lookin´, Says, Woman, what´s this stuff you´re cookin´?
All that meat and no potatoes Just ain´t right, like green tomatoes. Here I´m waiting, palpitatin´, For all that meat and no potatoes.
All that meat and no potatoes All that food to the alligators, yes. Hold me steady. I am ready For all that meat and no potatoes.
I don´t think that peas are bad. With meat most anything goes. I look into the pot. I´m fit to fight ´Cause, woman, you know that mess ain´t right.
All that meat and no potatoes Just ain´t right, like green tomatoes. Woman, I´m steamin´. I´m really screamin´