Papa slowly sips his wine. (Mama, Sugar, Papa wants a piece of pie) He's gonna take his precious time. (Through the dark of the hazy night) She's feelin' oh-so-fine. (Mama, Sugar, Papa wants a piece of pie) So take it slow, through the dark of the hazy night. And then she calls to him (I'll roll my rolling pin!) He hopes she's gonna take a risk (Oh no I'm gonna whip my whisk!) He makes his move She lookin' so good and she starts to spoon It's just a piece of Chorus (×2) Just a piece of pie And she cook it mighty nice. Just a piece of pie Mama wants her sugar with a big ol' bite! Mama, Sugar, Papa wants a piece of pie. (×2) And if she calls to him (I'll roll my rolling pin!) He hopes she's gonna take a risk (Oh no I'm gonna whip my whisk!) He makes his move She lookin' so good and she starts to spoon It's just a piece of Chorus (×2) And then he turns to say (Stop ya' messin' around, come and make my day) Then Mother throws her apron down (Your tasty pastries are golden brown!) He makes his move She lookin' so good and she starts to spoon It's just a piece of Chorus (×2)