Cookies are so inviting, br And Gramma has learned the art; br Each one bares the stamp of her heart. br br Cookies are so inviting, br They seem to beckon and say; br It's a shame to be put away. br br Cookies are so inviting, br And one of them's calling to me. br Why, I felt it wink; don't you see? br br Cookies are so inviting; br Although we are ready to go, br There're only two left don't you know. br br Cookies are so inviting; br Their taste is still in the air br As long as there's still one there.