I push my fingers into my pies…
It’s the only thing that tells me they are baked…
But it’s made of all the things I had today
Jesus, it never bakes, it works its way outside
When the light goes off
Piiiiiie!

I have baked until my legs collapsed
I’ve waited lots, my time’s elapsed
Now, All I do is live with so much pie
I’ve baked for this, I’ve baked for that
I’ve left behind this little fact:
You cannot bake what you do not have
I’ve gotta bake what I’ve gotta bake
And then I swear I’ll go away
But I can’t promise you’ll enjoy the
Pie
I guess I’ll save the best for last
My piecrust seems to taste like ass
You’ll eat my pie ‘cause you left me no choice

I push my fingers into my pies
It’s the only thing that tells if they are baked
When the light goes off,
I am gonna bake it!

Put them back together
Or separate the crust from the pie
Leave me all the piecrust, and then you can leave me
Alone
Tell me the pie is better with whip cream
But I found out the hard way,
Pie is better with whipped cream!

I push my fingers into my pies
It’s the only thing that tells if they are baked
But it’s made of all the things I had to bake. Jesus, it never bakes, it works its way
Outside.
When the light goes off,
I am gonna bake it!

All I've got...all I've got is apples!
All I've got...all I've got is apples!
All I've got...all I've got is apples!
All I've got...all I've got is apples!

I push my fingers into my pies
It’s the only thing that tells if they are baked
But it’s made of all the things I had to bake. Jesus, it never bakes, it works its way inside
When the light goes off,
I am gonna bake it!