Lyrics Tchatchkes & Latkes - Rachael Sage

When I was a little girl
Everyone had Christmas
Gifts under a tall tree
Not me, not me

One day, day breaks
Mama said Let's make some pancakes
Not the kind from IHOP
For goodness sakes!

Tchatchkes, latkes
Can I have some more please
Applesauce and sour cream
Tchatchkes, latkes

Tchatchkes, latkes
Spin the dreidel endlessly
Play for gelt or just for free
Tchatchkes, latkes

When I was a maedelach
Everyone had Santa Claus
On his lap they'd wish and want
Not me, not me

One night God's might
Show me the menorah light
Miracles and Maccabees
Eight days of tchatchkes!

Tchatchkes, latkes
Can I have some more please
Applesauce and sour cream
Tchatchkes, latkes

When I was a young woman
And I had my own home
Mama gave me permission
To use her special recipe

Potatoes, oil, a dash of salt
Onions, bad breath, oy gevalt!
I became a macher of
Hanukkah delicacies

(One, two, three, everybody now!)

Tchatchkes, latkes
Can I have some more please
Applesauce and sour cream
Tchatchkes, latkes