The kitchen is so warm and nice
And smells of apple pie and spice
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 minute more
Mother opens the oven door
And then she puts the pie on the rack
Mmmm!
When we eat it, our lips smack!
The kitchen is so warm and nice
And smells of apple pie and spice
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 minute more
Mother opens the oven door
And then she puts the pie on the rack
Mmmm!
When we eat it, our lips smack!
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