Lyrics

Are you cooking a pot of stew?
Are you cooking dinner for two?
Is company coming or are you eating alone?
I've been eating by myself
Ever since the night you left
I guess that's why I'm nothing but skin and bones.

So if you ain't expecting a lover
I thought that I might come on over
Honey I'm hungry and feel like coming home
Now that you don't need me
You probably ain't even going to feed me
I won't eat much,it won't be long 'til I'm gone.

Set another place at your table
Plan on your man coming home tonight
Set another place at your table
Cause it's suppertime,not time to be wrong or right.

I ain't taking back the things I said
The Lord gives us our daily bread
It looks like the Lord left yours and forgot about mine
So if you ain't still mad
About me turning from poor to bad
Get down another plate,another glass,another bottle of wine.

And set another place at your table
Plan on your man coming home tonight
Set another place at your table
It's suppertime,not time to be wrong or right