Hey Aunt Jemima
What's it feel like being syrup?
When I see you on the table,
If I'm sad you make me cheer up.
Yes you do
Pancakes taste better with some of you
I swear it's true.

Hey Aunt Jemima
Don't you know you make a difference?
You're not good on pancakes only
My waffles also glisten
Nice surprise
You are my first choice, on all but fries
Please be my bride.

Oh, you're liquid from a tree
Oh, you're good on everything
Oh, you give me so much glee
Oh, you're brown goo from a tree
Won't you marry me.

Hey Aunt Jemima
When it's cold you get like tar
So then I heat you up
And you take away my chills and make me warm
You taste so good
You make food taste better than it should
You drip from wood.

Hey Aunt Jemima
I eat you every day
And every single food I add you to
Just takes my breath away
You're such a doll
More and more in love with you I fall
I'll eat you all.

Oh, you're sweetness from a tree
Oh, I wish that you were free
Oh, I'll add you to my tea
Oh, like honey from a bee.

I need to stretch you really far
Cuz there's French Toast at the breakfast bar
No other syrup makes me act this way
At breakfast time you are a must
It makes me smile when you begin to flow
Covering my stack of pancakes
Jemima I can promise you
That I will never cheat on you
You are my only syrup constructed dame
The rest are lame

Hey Aunt Jemima
How I wish that you could kiss me
But I am just a fantasizing fool
Your sweetness is no mystery this is true
You start as just a pale of brown goo
Then they add sugar and heat to you
Oh yeah Jemima what a brew
They turn you to

Oh, you're nectar from a tree
Oh, like honey from a bee
Oh, I wish that you were free
Oh, can't you hear my plea
Won't you marry me.