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My girlfriend's coming over
And I'm looking to impress
Thought I'd whip us up some dinner
So there's no time to regress

I drove a couple of miles
To the local grocery store
Grabbed everything I needed
And then rushed right out the door

I got back to my kitchen
And broke out my pots and pans
Wrapped the filet mignon in bacon
And secured with metal bands

I've been cooking all my life
And I love it to this day
A master in the kitchen
Like Iron Chef Bobby Flay

At the stroke of seven thirty
I heard a knocking at my door
She came in looking like a Queen
Wearing a smile and not much more

After a hug and sloppy kiss
I then took her by the hand
We sat down at the table
And our dinner then began

To enhance the steak filet 
I sauteed a little shallot
Like a taste dropped from Heaven
So exquisite on the palate

More than halfway through the meal
We were both just feeling fine
It may have been the food
Or our second glass of wine

Then to finish off our dinner
With a final bit of YUM
I made Bananas Foster
And flambeed it with some rum

The expression on her face
Was a look of sheer delight
The last thing on the menu
Will be sweet sweet love tonight

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