Minestrone Zone

I saw the pictures of your friends in Acapulco
The whole week they got loaded on tequila and gazpacho
Some high-school-aged perfection for a gang of tight amigos
While I'm at home, freezing cold with the heat on

I shiver to the stove cuz I need a double-dose
Of something - something to warm my heart
Warm my bones and warm my soul
Because COVID's getting old
I'm gonna make a potion, an elixir that I love

So if you try to call me, you have reached the Minestrone Zone
Leave a message at the beep and get used to the dial tone
Self-exile in the kitchen 'til I cook the perfect pot
I'm doing beans, adding greens, and potatoes -

I bring it to a simmer then I stir it all around
Put my head against the window, watch the snowfall coming down
Your friends don't wear a mask? What a bunch of fuckin' clowns!
On the flight back, hope karma bites back!

And oh, what to do to cure these winter blues?
All your friends went away for the season
Even though there's a pandemic, they just don't seem to regret it
Well, forget them. We're eatin' good and livin' well

And if you try to call me, you have reached the Minestrone Zone
Leave a message at the beep and get used to the dial tone
Self-exile in the kitchen 'til I cook the perfect pot
I put the veggies in my belly and I serve it steamin' hot

So if you try to call me, you have reached the Minestrone Zone
Leave a message at the beep and get used to the dial tone
Self-exile in the kitchen 'til I cook the perfect pot
And I take a second helping because I like it a lot