Sugar, sugar, sugar, bu*ter
Sugar, bu*ter, flour
Sugar, bu*ter, flour
Sugar, bu*ter, flour
My hands pluck the things I know that I'll need
I'll 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
What's inside?
Everyone wants to know what's inside
And I've always told them
But I feel something needs to change
You want to know what's inside
I could tell you if I wasn't hiding
My whole life is in here
In this kitchen baking
What a mess I'm making
Sugar, bu*ter, flour
Sugar, bu*ter, flour
Sugar, bu*ter, flour