A Fun Musical Revue
All songs written by Rachel Stone (Words & Music)
Lyrics
To me, there's nothing sexier
Than a man with dishpan hands
I tell that to my sweetheart
Every chance I can
It's not that I am lazy
That shouldn't be what you think
It's just his body drives me crazy
When it's hovered o'er the sink
I'm dreaming on my pillow
Of him scouring pots and pans
Steaming hot, with Brillo
Scrubbing hard by hand
Slogging through detergent
Cutting through the grime
He knows when he's finished
We'll have a good time
CHORUS
Oh there's nothing sexier
Than a man with dishpan hands
Tell it to your sweetheart
Every chance you can
Shout out loud the message
Till it's heard across the land
There's nothing sexier
Than a man
With dishpan hands
He can smother me with kisses
Buy me chocolate by the tons
But watching him do dishes
I long to squeeze his buns
Hot sweat pouring off him
An animal in heat
Tackling crusty burn-on
Like fighting off a beast
BRIDGE
It doesn't get much better
It's plain to see
I don't know what gets wetter
The dishes...or me!
CHORUS
Oh there's nothing sexier
Than a man with dishpan hands
Tell it to your sweetheart
Every chance you can
Shout out loud the message
Till it's heard across the land
There's nothing sexier
Than a man
With dishpan hands
CODA
There's nothing sexier
Than a man
With dishpan hands.
