Step right up, bake, cook Knead right down on the dough Please, greed, feed (No time to wahs your hands) I want a little bit, I want a piece of it, I think I'm making it I want to make my cakies Don't like the look of it, don't like the taste of it don't like the smell of it I want to burn the cakes down All the cake is all lined up I'll give you a chocolate frost Take the skin and beel it back Wouldn't you like some banana? Bake it up inside, suprise! Rise! Stains like the cream on your teeth Bite, chew, suck away the sticky parts I want to break it up, I want to eat it up, I want to serve it up I want to have a blancmange Maybe sweeten in, let's twice bake it, let's pick away at it I want a tiramisu All the cake is all lined up I'll give you a chocolate frost Take the skin and beel it back Wouldn't you like some banana? The cakes are baked tonight Now they can all rest soundly And everything tatses alright