Party in the kitchen

Sugar gets into my eyes
and into my nose.
Hair, trousers,
hippy clothes splashed with food.

Party in the kitchen,
you know there are no rules.
Party in the kitchen
is all we wanna do,

Kisses, big smiles,
placid bellies are on everywhere;
girls, children,
wines and big steaks wished by gods.

Party in the kitchen,
you know there are no rules.
Party in the kitchen
is all we wanna do,