I Like Pie
I wrote these lyrics on May 2, 2007. The inspiration for this song came from a church service a few weeks beforehand. We were visiting a friend’s church, and they gave the congregation a chance to make announcements. My buddy, 10-year-old Ethan, raised his hand.
I was told afterward that the pastors had tended not to call on Ethan because he tended to say things that were somewhat inappropriate at the time.
But, being his mother’s birthday was the day before, the pastor must have figured that was what he was going to announce.
When called upon, however, Ethan enthusiastically called out “I like pie!”
This brought an embarrassed eye roll from his mother, who reminded him that that was an inappropriate comment at that time. It also brought a few snickers from the assembled masses. And, of course, me being me, it gave me an idea for a song.
Combining a love of pie with a taste for outright silliness, I penned the following lyrics. I have to thank (or blame as the case may be) some friends and relatives for contributing to the “Bubba Gump Pie” rap at the end.
I like pie
I like pie
Gimme some pie, it’s wonderful stuff
It’s flaky, sweet and tasty … sho’ nuff
My mouth craves pie every day
Why do you think they call it a pie hole anyway?
I wanna throw some pie right down my gullet
Does Billy Ray Cyrus still have a mullet?
I like pie when it comes in a wedge
You start at the point and eat toward the edge
I like pie
Curly, Moe and Larry threw pie in unsuspecting faces
When I was in junior high, my mommy made me wear braces
I wish I could get a pie in the face right now
Lick the whipped cream right from my brow
Simple Simon met a pie man going to the fair
If you eat a lot of pie then you must be a square
Aw, who cares
Serve it hot with a scoop of ice cream
One crust, two crust, oh I can only dream
Of beautiful, wonderful pie. My oh my oh my, I like pie.
Spoken (“I like pie” looped underneath):
You got yer cherry pie, strawberry pie, lemon meringue pie.
Key lime pie, peanut butter pie, pecan pie
There’s peach pie, punkin’ pie, French silk pie
Rhubarb custard pie. All other pies cower in its presence.
Mincemeat pie, apple pie, steak and kidney pie
Boston cream pie, pie à la mode
Pizza pie, Shepherd’s pie, pot pie, pork pie hat
Eskimo pie, RC and a moon pie
Pie in the sky
Pi r squared. That’s pi for the radii
Cow pie. That stinks. Put some stank on it. I already did. Ewww, I can smell it.
Cutie pie, honey pie
Easy as pie
The butter wouldn’t melt, so I poured it in the pie
Bye bye Miss American Pie
I’m not a smart man, but I know what pie is.
