Oil Is A Burning Thing
But It Makes The Pastry Ring
Bound By Forces I Don’t Know
I Fell Into A Frosted Ring Of Dough
CHORUS:
I Fell Into A Frosted Ring of Dough
I Went Down, Down, Down
And My Blood Sugar Went Higher
And It Calls to Me Still
The Ring Of Pastry
The Ring Of Pastry
The Taste Of Love Is Sweet
When Mouth and Donut Meet
I Fell For Donuts Like A Child
Oh, But The Insulin Went Wild
CHORUS:
I Fell Into A Frosted Ring of Dough
I Went Down, Down, Down
And My Blood Sugar Went Higher
And It Calls to Me Still
The Ring Of Pastry
The Ring Of Pastry
Oil Is A Burning Thing
But It Makes The Pastry Ring
Bound By Forces I Don’t Know
I Fell Into A Frosted Ring Of Dough
I Fell Into A Frosted Ring Of Dough
I Went Down(down), Down(down), Down(down)
And My Blood Sugar Went Higher Higher Higher
I Fell Into A Frosted Ring Of Dough
I Went Down(down), Down(down), Down(down)
And My Blood Sugar Went Higher Higher Higher
And It’s Sweet
-MLJ
PS->Donuts this week courtesy of Maryann Bozza. Thanks for batting cleanup, Maryann!
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