Who Is Stopping You, Yvonne Dennis?
Yeah, nothing really makes me stop
Thinking constantly of you, my love
I have given my heart and soul to you
Yet you are asking only cheap pies, phew! !
So be it, as per your wish
My mother makes many a good pie
With cream and also without cream
Of such flavour you can only dream
She will gladly teach you a few
Come home, make me a real sweet dish
But for now, just this lovely kiss.