We kept going on and on day by day by day by day by day by day

While we watched, while we watched

Betty Ice and Donny Dre a waste away away away

And Marsha and John, and Rhonda and Tom

Are all makin' a slow bake

It's so hot hot hot too hot to taste

Oh it's so hard hard hard too hard to wait

It's so hard to take that face

How did we break all my plates

What should we cook it's so late, so late

And with all of the pineapple chili

We cooked up in the this place

It's just so hard hard hard so hard to believe

There's nothing left to taste, but wait

Hey you still owe me that cake

Why are you making that face, that face

That face, face

Not much left to say

It's gone all that we at

I'll take the punch bowl

But please keep all the plates

To put food on, to put food on

For me their broken anyway

And I'm hungry but it's late

I can't lick them clean

When I think of that face

When I think, think of that face

How did you break all my plates

What should we cook it's so late

Hey you still owe me that cake

Why are you making that face, that face

If that's the last time that we bake

I won't forget all we ate, all we ate

Not much left to say

It's gone all that we at

I'll take the punch bowl

But please keep all the plates

To put food on, to put food on

For me their broken anyway

And I'm hungry but it's late

I can't lick them clean

When I think of that face

That face, that face