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@Stotter  
Thank you, thank you, I’m proud to accept this, and I’d like to thank azlyrics.com for helping me remember the original words, and I’d like to thank matsuban for drawing this picture, from which the inspiration came.
 
It took about two hours to come up with!
 
@ED-SKaR  
If only somebody could get Tabitha St. Germain to do it!
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The frosting glows white on my spoon tonight, not a muffin to be seen.  
A kitchen of isolation, nothing but flour and heavy cream.
 
The mixer’s howling like this swirling storm inside.  
Couldn’t keep it in, heaven knows I tried.
 
Don’t let them in, don’t let them see.  
Don’t show them your secret recipe.  
Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know.  
What went wrong, I just don’t know!
 
Bake the dough, bake the dough.  
Can’t hold it back anymore.  
Bake the dough, bake the dough.  
Set the timer, slam the oven door!
 
I don’t care what they’re going to say  
Turn the mixer on, the tin never bothered me anyway!
 
It’s funny how a mail route  
Can make baking seem so small  
From Ponyville to Canterlot  
I’ve delivered to them all!
 
It’s time to see what I can do  
To test the limits and break through  
No right, no wrong, no recipe I’m free!
 
Bake the dough, bake the dough  
I am one with the chocolate chips  
Bake the dough, bake the dough  
The flavor will explode your lips!
 
Here I stand  
And here I’ll stay  
Turn the mixer on!
 
My power’s churning through the whisk into the bowl  
I haven’t felt this excitation since I was a foal  
And one thought caramelizes like a sugary blast  
I’m never going back, the cook spray’s in the past!
 
Bake the dough, bake the dough  
And I’ll rise like the baker’s yeast  
Bake the dough, bake the dough  
That perfect mare’s released!
 
Here I stand  
In the light over the range  
Till the cook time’s done,  
The tin never bothered me anyway!