Pancakes, Please - Sarah Silverman

Well, I’m not a fan of an empty pan

But I know where to find you, pancakes

Stack 'em high, I’ll eat 'em low

Five or ten, now they’re good to go

Pancakes, please

Pancakes, please

Don’t be such a tease

Serve me up some pancakes, please

I’m gonna walk right in and sit on down

You better make sure that they’re golden brown

The raw batter smells just like sperm

But when you cook it, it doesn’t, just like sperm

Pancakes, please

Pancakes, please

Don’t be such a tease

Serve me up some pancakes, please