Blender Blues

Let me be your blender, baby

Don't ya know I can whip, chop and puree

Won't you let me be your blender, baby

Honey, I can whip, chop and puree

I'm gonna whip you to a jelly honey

I'm gonna chop it up today.

Model is so special, honey

Gives you everything you need

Guaranteed to blend it right.

It's built for comfort, not for speed

My motor's most unique

There's a style for every size

You push the right track, honey,

Sit back and watch me osterize

Let me be your blender, baby

I can whip, chop, grate, cube and puree

I'm gonna whip you to a jelly

I'm gonna chop you up today.

If you bring the right ingredients

I'll make any sauce you choose

I'll hollandaise or mayonnaise

Any recipe you use

I can whip some waffle batter

I can blend some dough for buns

And if we get done blending,

We might even get some cooking done

Let me be your blender, baby

I got a cookbook all my own.

I call it a thousand and one ways, baby,

To make my little motor moan.

Start off slow and easy, honey.

I get up to a fine puree.

You work those gears just right,

We'll make a real love soufflé.

My motor never quits

I don't know how long you're gonna last

If you don't want your cubes diced, honey,

You'd better push that button fast.

Let me be your blender, baby.

I whip the freshest cream in town.

Don't you know what they're saying about me, baby.

Can't no one bear my waring down.