Your Sausage Is My Favourite Treat

 

Your Sausage Is My Favourite Treat

🎵 Verse 1
Baby, when you step in the kitchen
With that grin and that holiday charm,
You know exactly what you’re doin’
When you roll your sleeves up on your arm.
You say you’re makin’ something special,
Some feast I won’t forget…
But boy, the way you handle that heat
Gets me warmer than I’d like to admit.

🎵 Pre-Chorus
’Cause you’ve got that chef-level confidence,
That “I know what you’re craving” style…
And when you wink across the counter?
Boy, you drive me wild.

🎵 Chorus
Your sausage is my favourite treat —
The only one I want tonight.
You bring the flavour, bring the spice,
And baby, everything feels right.
Yeah, your sausage is my favourite treat —
Wrapped up in Christmas fun…
You know I’ve got a taste for you, babe —
And I ain’t sharin’ with no-one.

🎵 Verse 2
Every time you fire that oven,
You stir emotions deep inside…
You say, “Girl, you want it toasted?”
And my heartbeat damn near slides.
You lean in close with that low voice,
Ask if I’m ready for the heat…
And baby, with your festive charm
You make everything taste sweet.

🎵 Pre-Chorus
You serve that holiday confidence,
That playful “come get fed” smile…
And I swear, the way you tease me
Has me hungry all the while.

🎵 Chorus
Your sausage is my favourite treat —
I love the way you bring that flavour.
Every moment with you, darling,
Has that Christmas I-want-you savour.
Yeah, your sausage is my favourite treat —
And baby, when the night is done…
There’s only one thing on my menu —
And you know you’re the one.

🎵 Bridge
So light the candles, warm the room,
Let the winter winds blow cold…
’Cause you and I got fire, babe,
Spicy, sweet, and bold.
You bring the dish that keeps me hooked,
The taste that’s always fun…
And boy, no matter what you cook —
You’re the only one I want.

🎵 Final Chorus
Your sausage is my favourite treat —
You’ve got that festive magic flair.
Every time you step up close
You heat the whole damn air.
Yeah… your sausage is my favourite treat —
And darling, this Christmas truth is clear:
I don’t need gifts or candy canes…
I just want you right here.