Sugar, sugar
Sugar, bu*ter
Sugar, bu*ter
Sugar, bu*ter, flour
Sugar, bu*ter, flour
Sugar, bu*ter, flour
Sugar, bu*ter, flour
My hands pluck the things I know that I'll need
I take the sugar and bu*ter from the pantry
I add the flour to begin what I am hoping to start
And then it's down with the recipe
And bake from the heart
Sugar
And bu*ter
And flour
And mother
What's inside?
Everyone wants to know what's inside
And I always tell them but I
Feel more than words can say
You wanna know what's inside?
Simple question, so then what's the answer?
My whole life is in here
In this kitchen baking
What a mess I'm making