My girl and I went out last week.
I love spending time with her.
We had it planned, a dinner date,
And then we'd go to the theater.

When our waitress was ready,
My date thought hard, and ordered spaghetti.
I'm craving something sweet-tasting, so I'll start
With that dessert cart.

It's where I saw the brownies.
It's where they kept the cheese cake.
It's where I got the cookies.
This sundae, could you please make?
I called the waitress over,
And asked her for a giant favor.
Could she possibly round up
Pudding of every flavor.

I know baking's an art,
And I have such a heart
For this dessert cart.

You'd think I am always starved,
Or employed by the FDA.
Oh, I tried a piece of every sweet delight,
And judged it all in my own way.

Some chocolate chip ice cream,
Cherries and whipped cream.
Hot fudge and sprinkles were a good start,
On that dessert cart.

It's where I saw the cupcakes.
It's where they kept the cobbler.
It's where I grabbed a whole pie.
They know me as The Gobbler.
I asked to see the baker.
He came out shaking, pretty nervous.
Jumping up, I shook his hand
And thanked him for his service.

I've learned baking is hard.
This man's a part of
This here dessert cart.

I had asked for one more piece, one more little slice.
Forget sweet-tooth. Sweet-mouth is much more precise.
And when I got the bill, I knew that I would pay the price!

It's where I threw a big fit.
It's where I shamed my Honey.
It's where I did the dishes
Because I had no money.
I learned that I should always
Fill my wallet and my tummy.
So when I go out to eat one night,
I won't look like a dummy.

I've learned I'm not that smart.
Should have used credit cards
For that dessert cart!