To you, who so loves muffins
Your cutie mark of bubbles
Won't you look at the world with us
Through your beautiful eyes of gold?
To you, who travels through time
Your cutie mark of an hourglass
Won't you tell us of your adventures?
Then we can tell you ours
To you, who so loves humans
Your cutie mark of a lyre
Won't you play for us
From the bottom of your heartstrings?
To you, who's voice so often changes
Your cutie mark of sweets
Won't you walk with us
And talk all the hours away?
To you, who rocks out to any music
Your cutie mark of a bridged eighth note
Won't you party with us?
Then we can play your favorite track
To you, who so loves classical music
Your cutie mark of a violet treble clef
Won't you play your bass for us?
Perhaps somepony else can join you?
To you, who's names are so many
Your cutie marks of different types
Won't you be there for us in the background?
After all, your just as popular as the 'real' mane six