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Cake shop girls grow fingernails Dead long and rather sharp They paint them glace cherry red And yellow marzipan Scoring lines upon the backs of tender chocolate mice I would like to buy a wedding cake for you and me! You've always been a cake shop girl as far as I recall Ballroom dancer minatures alongside Cherokees Cake shop girl, oh cake shop girl I'd fall on bended knees I should like to buy a wedding cake for you and me Confectioners don't eat a thing That's made inside their shops Bottles of crushed beetle Can be bought to turn things red Window front displays are made For only perfect things I should like to substitute a cake for you and me