AND THAT IS WHY YOU NEVER! EVER! OFFER TOASTER STRUDEL TO A GERMAN!

(Yeah! Uh-huh!) Midnight kitchen, neon light Craving something sweet tonight Slide the freezer, grab the tray Frosted pack to blow her away Drop it in and push it down Fastest shortcut in this town Caught mid-motion, midnight glance Shattered my American romance! Shout it out! Deutsch! They’ll shake their head, they’re gonna raise their voice! In English and in Deutsch! She said, "Das ist nicht Strudel, mein Freund, no way!" The real thing takes a whole damn day! So lock up the toaster, step back from the line You’re messing with a master design! Yeah! Turn it up! You’re playing with a pastry crime! Staring cold, her eyes like flint Didn't like the factory hint "What the hell is that?!" she cried "Was zur Hölle?!"—national pride! Held the icing, said "Squeeze it on top" She looked at me like a kitchen cop Convenience versus the craft She didn't laugh, no, she didn't laugh! From the Black Forest down to the Rhine... You don't push a lady when she's drawing the line She grabbed her jacket, didn't say goodbye Left me staring as the sparks start to fly Shout it out! Deutsch! Respect the craft, respect the name! In English and in Deutsch! She walked right out into the rain! Yeah, think twice before you choose! Or she’ll leave you singing the midnight blues! Now I’m standing alone... (so alone) Just a crumb on the floor... looking at the door... She really left me for a pastry... Yeah! ...AND THAT IS WHY YOU NEVER! EVER! OFFER TOASTER STRUDEL TO A GERMAN!