A dusting of sugar, a whisper of spice
A recipe rolled like a pair of the dice
The tray is hot, the crust is gold
A little secret waiting to be told
The city is rushing out there in the cold
But in this room, the magic unfolds
You take a seat, you close your eyes
And let the sweet vanilla rise
Oh, the first bite
It breaks the spell, it sets you free
A perfect little melody
A sudden rush of buttered grace
That puts a smile right on your face
You never knew it tasted quite so right
Until that very first bite
The apron falls, the work is done
A lovely treat for number one
A velvet touch upon the tongue
When every flavor has just begun
Oh, the first bite
It breaks the spell, it sets you free
A perfect little melody
A sudden rush of buttered grace
That puts a smile right on your face
You never knew it tasted quite so right
Until that very first bite
So take your time...
And take a bite.
