You broke my heart like an egg, she said He just smiled as he watched it flow Twixt butter and a dollop of cream Like the chefs on that TV show He stirred it with salt and a sprinkling of parsley He made it smell so good Her heart swirled in batter, there was no way out She was top of the menu – soul food And the patrons applauded his masterpiece They ordered more and more Didn't know that her heart was the secret ingredient And the cat got his share from the floor The cat got his share from the floor Many moons later she hatched her own egg A boy child, the moon in his eyes She loved him like summer, autumn and spring And built him a loft with a view to the sky A loft filled with teddies and fairies and light A skylight to see every star She danced with joy as she sang him to sleep And God nodded and smiled from afar What wicked brew does man concoct And force one to the tasting The answer is quite simple- The proof is in the basting Now she shows them how to break eggs They break eggs as she tells them No egg will ever break Without the spell she puts upon them No-one will hold her captive No-one will ever dare To show her how to break an egg Cause they know that she's been there What wicked brew does man concoct And force one to the tasting The answer is quite simple - The proof is in the basting