Crabcakes, oh crabcakes,
ever so fine.
Two for a quarter
or three for a dime.
Crabcakes, oh
crabcakes, steamin' hot fresh.
Delicious for dinner
that steamin' crab flesh.
Hey you look hungry.
Care for a bite?
The whole world's a circus in your town tonight.
I can't find my father.
I'm very concerned.
He went to get popcorn, and never returned.
And
now I'm alone, by myself.
Crabcakes, oh crabcakes,
ever so sweet.
I made these ones special
for kiddies to eat.
Crabcakes, oh crabcakes,
so perfectly done.
A feast fit for Cronus,
if dad were your son.
Boy you look hungry.
Care for a bite?
The truth can't be trusted,
the clowns have it right.
Would dad let me have them?
I'm sure that he would.
I'm cold and I'm hungry,
and they sure smell good.
And now I'm alone.
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