Betty Crocker Songtext
von Melody Federer

They say fake it til you make it
But if you never make it, then why
They say try until you can′t
Well, I'm trying, trying to be someone

But I′m looking in the mirror and I don't know who I see
And I feel like a commercial that's not selling anything
Well if Plan A′s not working, it might be time to try Plan B

Sometimes you gotta let a dream go
Make some room for a new one to grow
Well your heart′s a big talker, you're Miss Betty Crocker
Leave those daydreams alone

Sometimes you gotta make a new start
Learn to mend up the holes in your heart
Hey there, Miss Betty Crocker, it′s time to get proper
Call this place your home


There's a baby in the yard,
And there′s dust on the guitar, and that's okay
Cause somewhere down the line, someday I′ll find the time, someday
Yeah you knew I'd do it all, do it all if I was able
But wishes don't cook supper, and prayers won′t pay the cable
And God knows I got to, I gotta take care of what′s mine

Sometimes you gotta let a dream go
Make some room for a new one to grow
Well your heart's a big talker, you′re Miss Betty Crocker
Leave those daydreams alone

Sometimes you gotta make a new start
Learn to mend up the holes in your heart
Hey there, Miss Betty Crocker, it's time to get proper
Call this place your home

It takes all kind of living to find out who you are
And these kitchen walls are talking and they tell me I′m a star
But the more I look at stars, the easier it gets to see

Sometimes you gotta let a dream go
Make some room for a new one to grow
Well your heart's a big talker, you′re Miss Betty Crocker
Leave those daydreams alone

Sometimes you gotta make a new start
Learn to mend up the holes in your heart
Hey there, Miss Betty Crocker, it's time to get proper
Call this place your home


Could be a reason you don't know
Take it steady and slow
But call this place your home