Oh Mojo Donuts, we hail to thee
Salty, crunchy, and sticky sweet.
When I'm on Pines, I must stop by.
Your bacon bar just makes me cry.
Sometimes I go in and then just stare.
Man, there are so many flavors there!
Five, ten, 13 or 20...
I sure wish I had more money.
I'd buy all the donuts in the shop
But then I might get shot.
I stepped on up to take a gaze
But I couldn't choose between the Key lime or the glazed.
I'll have a guava, a monkey, and a sugar patch kids.
Just eight more to pick, I'll be done in a jiff.
Pembroke Pines, you're my kind of town
I'll erect a donut tower and turn you around.
No one will ever say anything bad about you again.
I'll pray for more Mojos, then say an amen.