Sugar, sugar, sugar, bu*ter Sugar, bu*ter, flour Sugar, bu*ter, flour Sugar, bu*ter, flour My hands pluck the things I know that I'll need I'll take the sugar and bu*ter from the pantry I add the flour to begin what I am hoping to start And then it's down with the recipe And bake from the heart What's inside? Everyone wants to know what's inside And I've always told them But I feel something needs to change You want to know what's inside I could tell you if I wasn't hiding My whole life is in here In this kitchen baking What a mess I'm making Sugar, bu*ter, flour Sugar, bu*ter, flour Sugar, bu*ter, flour