(Intro music)

(Verse 1)

Started as a grain,

Now I'm raisin the stakes.

Moving in the kitchen,

See what mama makes.

Knead to feel the pressure,

Just to rise to the top.

Flame up high,

And baby I won't stop.

I'm the best thing since sliced,

And I say it with my chest.

Fresh, warm and toasty will have you impressed.

(Chorus)

IF YOU.. SLICE ME BABY, BETTER LEAVE NO CRUMBS.

IF YOU.. LIKE ME BABY, LET THAT WARM BUTTER RUN.

IF YOU.. LIKE ME BABY.

WE GOT.. TONIGHT MY BABY.

EAT THE LOAF AND DON'T LEAVE NO CRUMBS!

(little bread dance)

A little bread dance..

D, D, D, D D D D BREAD

(Verse 2)

Bagels on loop,

They call out my name.

Croissant oui oui,

Now I'm on a plane.

Panini press moves,

Keep the grill on all day.

If you don't like bread,

Then I don't care what you say!

Baguette, brioche, pitta.

Roll, wrap, bap and naan.

I'll take that shit toasted or fried,

Either way got it on my mind.

Flatbread, cornbread, a English muffin too.

Tummy all fat,

And face happy boo.

(Outro)

IF YOU.. SLICE ME BABY, BETTER LEAVE NO CRUMBS.

IF YOU.. LIKE ME BABY, LET THAT WARM BUTTER RUN.

IF YOU.. LIKE ME BABY.

WE GOT.. TONIGHT MY BABY.

EAT THE LOAF AND DON'T LEAVE NO CRUMBS!

(little bread dance)

A little bread dance..

D, D, D, D D D D BREAD DANCE!

(little bread dance)

A little bread dance..

D, D, D, D D D D BREAD DANCE!