

Yeah, we're talking about Jenny
Jenny's in the kitchen
searching through the dark
Every single cabinet
is stripped and bare and stark
Can't leave a single crumb
or a crust upon the plate
She's hunting down the pantry
to satisfy her fate
(oh no)
Oh, Jenny eats all of the pies
No food is safe before
her eyes
A powerful force of appetite
Clearing out the plates tonight
(yeah, all the pies)
She locks the cellar door but she finds a way inside
There's no sweet or savory dish
that can ever hide
A constant grand parade of the bakery on display
She sweeps the counters clean
as she makes her daily way
(sweeps it clean)
Can't leave a slice Can't leave a crumb
Here she comes (here she comes)
Oh, Jenny eats all of the pies
No food is safe before her eyes
A powerful force of appetite Clearing out the plates tonight
(every single one, yeah)
No more pies left (none at all) (ahhhh)