Lyrics
Verse 1**
In an antiquated kitchen where dust and cobwebs grow,
Hairy Mary’s baking, everyone knows.
With a slow wagging tail and flour in her hair,
Her gooey delights end up in her tights.
**Chorus**
It has to begin with Hairy’s baking tin,
It’s an old thing, but where do we begin?
With cookies and cakes, oh what a win,
In Hairy Mary’s kitchen, let the dribbling begin!
**Verse 2**
Flour on her nose and a grin so sly,
She tosses in whiskey, just to get by.
From brownies to pies, every treat's a delight,
With Hairy’s wild magic, we party all night.
**Chorus**
It has to begin with Hairy’s baking tin,
It’s an old thing, but where do we begin?
With cookies and cakes, oh what a win,
In Hairy Mary’s kitchen, let the dribbling begin!
**Outro**
So gather round hairy friends, let’s share a bite,
With Hairy Mary’s treats, everything’s bright!
In her baking tin, love’s always the key,
A hairy old dog, and her sweet legacy.