Working in kitchens with Mexicans you always listen to the Spanish channel and that's what I use. Whenever I cook I think of Spanish music, so I always have to listen to some sort of salsa. It gets your body going.
City lights shine bright on my complexion,
Self-reflection...red hairs flashing at the intersection.
Life is a green light, one star, no script,
Supporting actors...fresh peaches, no pit.
My new shorty got a gymnastic back,
'87 emerald green on a classic Jag.
She had the cleft palate, I ordered chef's salad;
She had the club foot, with that little arm,
I couldn't help but laugh...she ordered Chicken Parm.