1. I've got something that's on my mind. It's really bothering me.
This never seems to happen to anyone else.
How come this always happens to me?
Wherever I am, wherever I go, this happens to me time after time.
Whenever I reach into a donut bag, you know what I always find.
Chorus:
Lots of broken donuts, no holes in the middle.
Lots of broken donuts for me.
It breaks me up to find a lot of broken up donuts,
No holes in the middle, all the jelly squished out,
Only little pieces left for me.
2. The donuts can be powdered or honey-glazed, chocolate, frosted or plain.
The jelly-filled donuts are broken up too.
All of them look 'bout the same.
Wherever I am, wherever I go, this happens to me time after time.
Whenever I reach into a donut bag, you know what I always find. Chorus:
3. My friend gave me bagels that never break
When I told her what was getting me down.
I asked her if she'd like a bag of broken donuts.
She screamed and started gobbling them down.
Wherever I am, wherever I go, this still happens to me time after time.
But I call on my friend and we make a swap. She's always so happy to find.
Final Chorus:
Lots of broken donuts, no holes in the middle.
Lots of broken donuts for me.
Now I don't mind finding lots of broken up donuts,
No holes in the middle, all the jelly squished out
Only little pieces left for me, (2x)
Only teeny pieces left for me,
Only teeny tiny pieces left for me.