The Case of the Musical Cinnamon Buns

There was a cinnamon bun factory on the edge Of a cliff overlooking the sea. There was a nasty storm and the water surged. Then a magic-spitting monster from the ocean Emerged. It crawled up to the factory on hands And knees and spit its magic on the pastries With a giant sneeze. And the buns came alive And they stood on the cliff, and to everyone's Astonishment they started to riff. Whoa. We're flaky and sweet, a cinnamon treat in a Fluffy frosted roll. Our voices and smell can conjure a spell that'll Reach down to your soul. We're sugar and spice, but if you want nice, Hey, babe, we're not the ones. We're a bakery snack and we're on the attack. Get ready for the cinnamon buns. Cinnamon buns. So aromatic. Cinnamon buns. A bit dramatic. Cinnamon buns. Not just any dessert. Cinnamon buns. We're so delicious. Cinnamon buns. We're not nutritious. Cinnamon buns. Stand back or you'll get hurt. The cinnamon buns had people hypnotized, Enchanted, fascinated, and mesmerized. Two detectives knew they had to break the trance, So they traveled the world with their own song And dance. We are Detectives Fa-la-la. We saved the world from cinnamon buns. The spell was broken, they'd almost won, But they still had to beat the original bun. Whoa. I'm flaky and sweet, a cinnamon treat in a Fluffy frosted roll. So fluffy. My voice and smell can conjure a Spell that'll reach down to your soul. Mm. Sugar and spice, but if you want nice, Hey, babe, she's not the one. I'm a bakery snack and I'm on the attack. Get ready for the cinnamon buns. The detectives were determined to finish their Mission, so they challenged the bun to a dance Competition. Whoa. The original cinnamon bun coming through. Dance competition, let's go. Yeah. Whoosh. Doing the swirl. Go detectives, detectives. Oh, I didn't even test it. It doesn't matter 'cause I'm crushing it. Whoo. Is that a... Those moves are pretty good, But I got something else. Whoo. The detectives were victorious, Their game was strong, but they never would forget The buns' incredible song. Whoa. We're flaky and sweet, a cinnamon treat in a Fluffy frosted roll. Our voices and smell can conjure a spell that'll Reach down to your soul. We're sugar and spice, but if you're looking for Nice, hey, babe, we're not the ones. We're a bakery snack and we're on the attack. Get ready for the cinnamon buns. Cinnamon buns. Now we're defeated. Cinnamon buns. Betrayed and cheated. Cinnamon buns. We got our just desserts. Cinnamon buns. No more hypnosis. Cinnamon buns. No singing nonsense. Cinnamon buns. Get ready for the cinnamon buns.