Bob Seger: The Tres Leches chronicles

(Verse 1) In the kitchen late at night, feelin' that Fire Down Below, Wait For Me, I'm makin' somethin' sweet, it's a treat I know. Poking holes in the cake, like a Ramblin' Gamblin' Man, Pourin' milk like Roll Me Away, yeah, that's the plan. (Chorus) Tres Leches, oh, I'm bakin' with a song, In the rhythm of the night, it won't take long. Against the Wind, let it soak right in, A taste of Rock and Roll Never Forgets, where to begin? (Verse 2) Top it off with cream, swirl it 'round like Katmandu, Every bite a journey, every taste a rendezvous. In this kitchen, I'm free, the night's my stage, Mixing songs with sweetness, as I Turn the Page. (Chorus) Tres Leches, oh, I'm bakin' with a song, In the rhythm of the night, it won't take long. Against the Wind, let it soak right in, A taste of Rock and Roll Never Forgets, where to begin? (Bridge) So if you're feelin' low, need a sweet escape, Just remember these words, let 'em resonate. In the music and the mix, find your way, With Tres Leches and Seger, night turns to day. (Chorus) Tres Leches, oh, I'm bakin' with a song, In the rhythm of the night, it won't take long. Against the Wind, let it soak right in, A taste of Rock and Roll Never Forgets, where to begin? (Outro) In every bite, a memory, every taste, a song, With Bob Seger's sweet creation, you can't go wrong. So let's celebrate, in the kitchen, on this stage, With Tres Leches and music, as we Turn the Page.