Donkey Pot Pie
Grrrrrrrrrrrroww!...
Draaaaagooooooooon!
You didn't knock when you entered, baby
You didn't wipe your feet.
Aww, geez.
I didn't see, i did not see no Open House sign.
Is this is a Trick or Trade?
OO-oo-oo!
A little help here!
You need to brush up on fairytales, friend.
Cause dragons like their sleep.
Go on and grab some shut-eye!
I wrote the book on fire-breathing.
Why don't you read it and we-ee-eep?
I'm actually already in a book club.
We're reading Angela's Ashes.
I'm gonna shake you.
I'm gonna bake you.
I'm gonna make you a donkey pot pie.
What?
Salisbury steak you
I'll frosted flake you
I'll paty-cake you, my donkey pot pie
Yeah!
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!
What a minute!
My, what big teeth you have.
They're so... sparklin' white.
I bet you hear this from all of your food,
but you much bleach at night.
Is that a hint of minty freshness.
(Oh, I am scared to death!)
I like a girl with a dazzlin' smile.
And tic-tac on her breath.
Oh-oh-oh... oh-oh...
Don't kill me,
lady with the pretty teeth.
I'm gonna love you,
Uh-oh.
And take hold of you.
Slow down, baby.
I'll velvet glove you...
Velvet glove me?
My donkey pot pie!
I'm gonna keep you.
Little Litle Bo Peep you.
I'm gonna sweep you
up into the...
...skyyyyyyyy.
I'm gonna squeeze you.
I'm gonna tease you.
I'm gonna please you.
I'm gonna have me
a big ol' honkin'
sloppy gloppy cherry on the toppy
piece of donkey!
Pot!
Pie...
Na-nana-nanana!
Donkey!
Oo!
Donkey!
Hey!
Donkey!
Ai!
Pot!
Yeah!
Pie!
Draaaaagooooooooon!
You didn't knock when you entered, baby
You didn't wipe your feet.
Aww, geez.
I didn't see, i did not see no Open House sign.
Is this is a Trick or Trade?
OO-oo-oo!
A little help here!
You need to brush up on fairytales, friend.
Cause dragons like their sleep.
Go on and grab some shut-eye!
I wrote the book on fire-breathing.
Why don't you read it and we-ee-eep?
I'm actually already in a book club.
We're reading Angela's Ashes.
I'm gonna shake you.
I'm gonna bake you.
I'm gonna make you a donkey pot pie.
What?
Salisbury steak you
I'll frosted flake you
I'll paty-cake you, my donkey pot pie
Yeah!
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!
What a minute!
My, what big teeth you have.
They're so... sparklin' white.
I bet you hear this from all of your food,
but you much bleach at night.
Is that a hint of minty freshness.
(Oh, I am scared to death!)
I like a girl with a dazzlin' smile.
And tic-tac on her breath.
Oh-oh-oh... oh-oh...
Don't kill me,
lady with the pretty teeth.
I'm gonna love you,
Uh-oh.
And take hold of you.
Slow down, baby.
I'll velvet glove you...
Velvet glove me?
My donkey pot pie!
I'm gonna keep you.
Little Litle Bo Peep you.
I'm gonna sweep you
up into the...
...skyyyyyyyy.
I'm gonna squeeze you.
I'm gonna tease you.
I'm gonna please you.
I'm gonna have me
a big ol' honkin'
sloppy gloppy cherry on the toppy
piece of donkey!
Pot!
Pie...
Na-nana-nanana!
Donkey!
Oo!
Donkey!
Hey!
Donkey!
Ai!
Pot!
Yeah!
Pie!
Credits
Writer(s): Jeanine Tesori, David Lindsay-abaire
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