Never been near a veggie, fried or steamed
Never had a healthy bit of food in me

And all of my docs
Think it’s danger to me
But they’re boring types who sit and pout

Though I might just weigh
About the same as the sun
I’m a treat fanatic, do you want some?

You can say I’ve a passion for sticky buns
And I know one thing
And that’s I love food

When the weather gets cold
And you’ve coffee in mug
Go and jump in the car
Buy a bushel of sticky buns

I don’t have a care when hands are pastry bound
(please make it warmy and I’ll gnosh on sticky bun)
I may get another, what’s an extra pound?
(I’ll be expanding with an extra sticky bun)

And some of my friends
Like to laugh and to howl
But they’re chuckles seem tasteless to me

But I do like how
That for a price of a song
That all cross words fizzle
And blues undone

When on plate lies power of sticky buns
And I take one bite
Oh, how I love you

I’m so proud of the fat
It’s the flavor I want
I drool all the day
I can have them for meals
So just order some, stat!
Who needs thing like tofu anyway…

And I’ll come unraveled
When the bak’ry has none
Like evil has neutered all light from the sun

When I can’t have my daily of sticky buns
Then you’ll know one thing
And that’s I’ll unglue

You might be thinking I am bourgeoisie
(don’t be so snobby ‘bout the value of sticky buns)
Then you are type who dines on jealousy
(Take just one nibble and you’ll buy another one)

I’ll be your friend
If you get one for me
Bring some coffee, merci, s'il vous plaît

Well I don’t know how many
Think bun is a pun
Of all the shapes and sizes
That people sit on

But that ain't type of pastry I'm thinking of
But they are sweet things
And, yes, I’m no fool

Don’t let coffee get cold
While you’re sitting on bum
Go indulge in the charms
Of the power of sticky buns

Have a bite, what’s the harm?
Take a bite of a sticky bun
Have a bite, what’s the harm?
Take a bite of a sticky bun