Verse 1
My mama said be patient
Said good things come to those who wait
But I've been waitin' through three counties
And every dead-end date
Pre-Chorus
I got biscuits in the oven
Got a fire in the grate
Got a heart that's full of honey
But it seems to be too late
Chorus
Where's my worshipper
My last-meal man
Somebody close enough
To really understand
I'm not askin' for a castle
Just a kitchen and a plan
Where's my worshipper
My last-meal man
Verse 2
I drove through New Brunswick
Every dirt road twice
Stopped at every gas station
Checkin' out the guys
They talk about their tractors
And their trucks with shiny rims
But nobody's lookin' at me
Like I'm Sunday supper hymns
Pre-Chorus
I got pie on the windowsill
Got my hair all curled
Got a love that's big and ready
For a man to change my world
Chorus
Where's my worshipper
My last-meal man
Somebody close enough
To really understand
I'm not askin' for a castle
Just a kitchen and a plan
Where's my worshipper
My last-meal man
Bridge
Maybe I should put an ad in
The county weekly post
"Wanted: one devoted fella
Who'll love me head to toast"
He don't gotta be a poet
He don't gotta have much dough
Just gotta look at me
Like I'm the only thing he'll ever know
Chorus
Where's my worshipper
My last-meal man
Somebody close enough
To really understand
I'm not askin' for a castle
Just a kitchen and a plan
Where's my worshipper
My last-meal man
Outro
I'm still waitin' honey
Got my apron on
Somebody better hurry up
Before my heart is gone
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