Everyone smiles around you
And they are all dough
Daddy's own bunny who has ita all
And who always gets everything
Don't say, don't say, don't say
I am (made of) pastry
Don't say, don't say, don't say
Anything more
In an high-rise apartment window
There's nothing more
Than November which hits you
And makes your coffee go cold
Don't say, don't say, don't say
I am (made of) pastry
Don't say, don't say, don't say
Anything more