[Intro]
[Verse]
She sprinkles a pinch, a dash of care,
Her hands dance over spices and flair.
Each flavor a note, in a perfect tune,
Her pot's a symphony, she's the maestro, none.
[Verse]
In her kitchen, the air dances light,
Her touch turns bland into a masterpiece night.
She stirs slow, then quick, a rhythmic flow,
Balancing heat, making magic grow.
[Chorus]
With every sprinkle, she's got the knack,
Her hands move like waves in a lake.
A symphony of tastes, a meal to savor,
She's the art of seasoning, a master ever.
[Bridge]
From mild to bold, she finds the blend,
Each spice a story, a tale to send.
A pinch of joy, a dash of zest,
Her cooking's a craft, a work of art.
[Verse]
Her hands caress the warm, simmering pot,
Creating dishes that make hearts hot.
From soup to stew, her touch is gold,
Her kitchen's a canvas, her flavors bold.
[Pre-chorus]
With every stir, a flavor takes flight,
Her pots fill homes with a warm delight.
A meal to remember, a taste to recall,
Her art of seasoning, a true culinary call.
[Chorus]
With every sprinkle, she's got the knack,
Her hands move like waves in a lake.
A symphony of tastes, a meal to savor,
She's the art of seasoning, a master ever.
[Outro]
