It Only Takes A Taste

[Dr. Pomatter] 
You remind me of a girl I once knew 
God, by now she’s well in middle age 
She’s probably 41… or 42… 

[Jenna] 
Um, thank you? 

[Dr. Pomatter] 
Oh God! No, no! What I meant was that 
She was a waitress at a shop I used to frequent quite a lot 
Nice teeth and small hands 
And snuck me goodies I couldn’t afford then 
She was sweet to me… 
Reminds me of you 

[Jenna] 
Nobody ever really notices me that way 

[Dr. Pomatter] 
Well somebody did right? 
Cause you have the whole baby thing going on? 
She’d bake the pies fresh every day 
Like you, I guess, but I must say 
If pies were books, yours would be Shakespeare’s letters 
You remind me of her, but better 

It only takes a taste when it’s something special 
It only takes a taste when you know it’s good 
Sometimes one bite is more than enough 
To know you want more of the thing you just got a taste of 

[Jenna] 
That reminds me of a thing we would say 
Me and my momma, in the kitchen when we’d bake 
She’d say: “Jenna, you can tell the whole story with a taste” 

[Dr. Pomatter] 
Yeah! That’s exactly what I mean 
I swear that as those flavours mixed and melted 
I could hear the sirens sing 
It was truly something special 
One taste and I want the whole thing 
I must say it felt like I was carried away intoxicated 
Made me escape the room I was in 
I can’t help 
But wonder how your hands must have felt 
Creating such a masterful thing 

[Jenna] 
Just one bite caused all that wondering? 

[Dr. Pomatter] 
It only takes a taste

[Both] 
It only takes a taste when you know it’s good 
Sometimes one bite is more than enough 
To know you want more of the thing you just got a taste of