Sugar, Sugar, Sugar, butter Sugar, butter, flour Sugar, butter, flour Sugar, butter, flour My hands pluck the things I know that I'll need I'll take the sugar and butter 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 wanna 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