Down in Front - The Donut Shop lyrics

I love walking in, to the donut shop The smell of the donuts delights me The coffee, the smoke, someone makes a stupid joke The donut shop can't help but make me happy Look at all the rows and rows of donut holes The crullers and cream-filled await They scream out, "please pick me, I am longing to be free Please take me home and put me on your plate" Powdered, sugared, coconut I usually get a chocolate with a glaze or a bu*ternut, whether it's a favorite or not, So many donuts, so few days Chorus: Why can't men be like donuts in a donut shop All lined up in little plastic trays You check the flavors, pick one out So many donuts, so few days If I could, I would buy a dozen Take them home and eat them one by one Lick them off my fingers, save one for a rainy day Oh my gracious, wouldn't that be fun (chorus) The sad part of the story, is men are really people Exchanging them for money would be like slavery But in a perfect world, I'd have my little donut shop and all the men would be on sale for free (chorus)