Story Behind The Song

I have ruined a few meals myself.

Song Description

the newlyweds are in love but the bride can't cook and they have to eat peanut butter everytime she ruins a meal.

Lyrics

There she was in a pink bikini, down at the Troutdale Bridge. That goodnight kiss on a second date gave a country boy a reason to live. I started to think about crazy things like love and diamond rings. By Christmas time I pled my case we were married in the spring.

I'm a fan of Peanut Butter, the morning news I love my Mother, but you don't have to bake a cherry pie for me. I got a dog named Skippy, a Coupe De Ville, a young thing by my side, even if her names not Betty Crocker she's the one I want to kiss tonight.

I felt just like a king, she made our house a home. But we could've starved to death, you can't live on love alone. God took Adams Rib and gave him back a lover, I got a girl can't cook no stew, she feeds me Peanut Butter.

I'm a fan of Peanut Butter, the morning news I love my Mother, But you don't have to bake a cherry pie for me. I got a dog named Skippy, a Coupe De ville, a pretty girl on my arm. Even if her names not Betty Crocker she's the one that stole my heart.

What should've been my breakfast, was a hand held grenade, she blew apart the oven when she tried to crack an egg.
Somehow she turned the meatloaf into a cannon ball. It went sailing threw the kitchen, put a hole there in the wall.

I'm a fan of Peanut Butter, Summertime fun, hugging each other, young thing, now don't you cry. Everything's gonna be allright. You're a whole lot a honey, we got some bread, it's a peanut butter dinner for the newlyweds. I'll go fishing, you can wash the pan and we'll try it all over again, I'll go fishing, you can wash the pan and we'll try it all over again. Peanut Butter!