We all have a mince pie
Some of ours are easy to digestify
Look me in the pie

And ask for the tastyness
We'll make a pact to never eat a pie again
Yes, this is the end

We all have something that cooks a pie
At least we have an oven
(Uh uh, uh, uh)
So when heatness burns my big pie up
I know you'll count on the meat from yesterday

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If I start to eat another
Dig me out-of the mince and all it's seasonings
The pastry's in my eye!
Dig me OUT!
Remind me that I'll never eat another
When all of the pies are gone

No... no.. no...

We all have a steak pie
That chunkily attracts me and many flies
Oh how that makes me cry

We all have someone that eats our pies
At least we eat each others
(Uh uh, Nooo...)
So when sickness hurls my steak pies up
I know you'll pass me a bucket and a PIE!

If I start to eat another
Dig me out-of the mince and all it's seasonings
The pastry's in my eye!
Dig me OUT!
Remind me that I'll never eat another
When all of the pies are gone
Another
When all of the pies are gone

No no no no no no no no no
No no no no no NO!!

[Chorus to End]