Pancake!
Pancake mountain!
Mix'em and beat'em, and pour'em, and fry'em
Serve'em on up to your baby and make'em say,
Slathered in butter and smothered in syrup,
Serve up my favorites, those dozens, and dozens of pancakes!
Pancake!
Pancake mountain!
It's Saturday morning and me and my stomach
Are watchin' the tunes and waiting for breakfast;
I'm wanting and hoping and wishing and waiting
For mom to get up and dad to say "Make me some pancakes!"
Pancake!
Pancake mountain!
Pancake!