Voodoo Donuts

(To the tune of “My Guy”)

There’s nothing I know
That sets me aglow like VooDoo
No ifs, ands, or butts
I love the do-nuts at VooDoo

I’m cravin’ their taste
As a fried dough lover
Who’s suddenly discovered
She – wants another

You had better believe
I wanna receive some VooDoo

Nothing you could say
Can tear me away from VooDoo
(VooDoo)
No kind of sweet
Could outdo the treat of VooDoo
(VooDoo)

I’m swearin’ on a stack o’ bibles
These guys ain’t got no kind of rivals
You need to be knowin’
My appetite’s growin’ for VooDoo

I consider it my mission to spread the word
In this condition I won’t be deterred
On the subject of taste it is a fact
My taste buds feel like they’ve –
Been shellacked

No biscuit or scone
Will ever dethrone my VooDoo
(VooDoo)
No other glaze
Could ever take the place of VooDoo
(VooDoo)

It’s my favorite kind of morning star
Just like a special kinda breakfast – caviar
There’s not a donut today
That can take me away from VooDoo

Instrumental

No biscuit or scone
Will ever dethrone my VooDoo
(VooDoo)
No other glaze
Could ever take the place of VooDoo
(VooDoo)

It’s my favorite kind of morning star
Just like a special kinda breakfast – caviar
There’s not a donut today
That can take me away from VooDoo

There’s not a place I know
With the deep-fried dough of VooDoo
(fade)
There’s not a place I know
With the deep-fried dough of VooDoo

There’s not a place I know
With the deep-fried dough of VooDoo