歌詞

One two three, the steam goes up

In little spinning stairs

The steam above my chocolate cup

Is dancing on its own

A slow and silver pirouette

That puts me in the zone

So I take one small spin myself

The kitchen doesn't mind

Waltz with me, my sweet warm cup

We'll turn the room around

He turns my mourning into dancing

Sweetness is the sound

The lamb attempts the one-two-three

On four small wooly feet

It mostly manages the one

The two's its big defeat

We spin between the counter and

The window's patch of light

Waltz with me, my sweet warm cup

We'll turn the room around

He turns my mourning into dancing

Sweetness is the sound

A kitchen is a ballroom if

You hold your cup just so

And partner with the rising steam

Wherever it may go

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Waltz with me, my sweet warm cup

We'll turn the room around

He turns my mourning into dancing

Sweetness is the sound

Waltz with me, my sweet warm cup

We'll turn the room around

He turns my mourning into dancing

Sweetness is the sound

One two three, the steam bows out

And I bow softly back