[Chorus] Oh, drown it in rivers of molten delight, Glossy and warm in the soft amber light, A cascade of caramel, wicked and slow, Or chocolate that lingers, luxuriant, low. Crown it with clouds of whipped, billowing creamβ This is no sundae, itβs a sensuous scene. [Verse] A cherry on top? Oh, only if you pleaseβ Though I find more allure in a handful of these: Dark cherries, steeped, almost scandalously ripe, Their juices bleeding into every stripe. [Pre-Chorus] And donβt you dare rushβtake your time, take a spoon, Let each mouthful unfurl like a sultry tune. [Chorus] Oh, drown it in rivers of molten delight, Glossy and warm in the soft amber light, A drizzle, a dash, never timid nor shy, Let decadence linger, let discipline fly. Crown it with clouds of whipped, billowing creamβ This is no sundae, itβs a sensuous scene. [Bridge] And if it should spill, if it melts down the side, Thatβs merely the moment where joy cannot hide. For pleasure, like this, was never meant neatβ Itβs gloriously messy, excessive, complete. [Final Chorus] So dive in, abandon all delicate grace, Let sweetness and velvet envelop your taste, For life is too fleeting for cautious cuisineβ Make every sundae a lavish routine
