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- The stove glows red in sugarcube tonight
- Not a filly to be seen.
- A sweets store of isolation,
- and it looks like I'm Derpy
- My stomach is growling like a timberwolfs cry
- Couldn't keep it in;
- Celestia knows I've tried
- Gotta get in,
- don't let them see
- Be a bad filly, but just secretly
- Conceal, don't feel,
- don't let them know
- (Derpy bumps into a table and knocks a dozen pots and pans onto the floor.)
- Well now they know
- Gotta go, gotta go!
- before Pinkie blocks the door!
- Gotta go, gotta go!
- Oh no, they locked the whole store!
- I don't care
- what they're going to say
- My belly growls on.
- I’ll manage to get the muffins anyway!
- It's funny how my eyes can
- Make distances seem small
- And the depth of field controlling me
- Can't hinder me at all
- It's time to see what I can do
- To test the limits and break through
- A right, a left, feel that open breeze?
- I'm free!
- Let it go, let it go
- I am one with the wind and sky
- Let it go, let it go
- You'll never catch me guys!
- In the sky,
- And here I'll stay
- Let the Cakes bake on!
- My wings flap gently as I soar above ground.
- The smell of muffins spirals mixed aromas all around!
- but one muffins scent is above all of the rest
- This chocolate chip smells great, gotta make this one last!
- Let it go, let it go
- While I rise like the breaking dawn
- Let it go, let it go
- That hungry filly is gone!
- While I fly
- In the dark blue sky!
- Let the Cakes rage on!
- I just wanted their muffins anyway!
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