Eat ‘em up, eat ‘em up, eat ‘em up, yum yum
If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch
You must first invent the universe (the, the, the universe)
I’m not used to baking five or six apple pies at once
That doesn’t make sense
Is that, may I smell?
Come on!
Naw, it smells like a used diaper filled with Indian Food!
What does it taste? Create a scratch, scratch record
That smells like, smells like fresh food, fresh, fresh food
Well first, we’re gonna need trumpets
And now it’s looking completely different
Right now, I’d like to return to the
Apple pie
Suppose I could have a piece?

It’s rich!
It’s colour is gold and yellow!
What a pie!
That’s a prettier pie than I ever baked
And look how flakey it is!
Yum
Man, that’s some apple pie!