All the latin letters
Have been learned by heart.
All important matters
Have been got a start.
But I want to clear up
Where beans are grown up.

I shall go truly
To the land of beans.
I shall take for Julie
Shimmering earrings.
But I want to clear up
Where beans are grown up.

Sometimes I see her in my dream,
And on her face there is some cream,
And on her lips there is some milk.
Her skin is looking like pink silk.

Sometimes I like her tender voice
Because I‘m mad about its noise.
Sometimes I like her pretty eyes,
They are so blue and very nice.

I often like her total look,
She lends it in a fairy nook.
But I don't like her golden gun,
When I see it, I try to run.

Gingerbread man, oh, gingerbread man,
Tell me, at once, where is Carmen?
Where is her mom? Where is her dad?
Is she just slimm or just too fat?

Gingerbread man, oh, gingerbread man,
Tell me, at once, where is my ham?
Is this a piece? Is this a slice?
Have you cooked it on a device?

Gingerbread man, oh, gingerbread man,
Tell me, at once, where is my fan?
Is he too old? Is he too young?
Has he got curls or just a bun?