Gold and buttery

Some apples and berries

Pour a cup of tea

Whoa, then you crumble over me

And looking through the glass

At the top shelf. baked at last

Oh, she asked me to get crumble (Crumble)

But I never met her after all

When she was free to get crumble (Crumble)

I waited for her to call

Sweet and sour symphony

With custard or ice cream

Soft and crunchy too

Whoa, I could crumble over you

And looking through the glass

At the top shelf, baked at last

Oh, she asked mе to get crumble (Crumble)

But I nеver met her after all

When she was free to get crumble (Crumble)

I waited for her to call

When she asked me to get crumble