(Chorus) Don't sit on the Afikoman
Don't sit on the Afikoman
Don't sit on the Afikoman
Or the meal will last all night.

My dad at every seder breaks the matza piece in two
He hides the afikoman half, a game for me and you.
Hide it, hold it ransom 'cause the seder isn't through
Till the afikoman's GONE!

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One year daddy hid it 'neath a pillow on a chair.
And just as I raced over my aunt Sophie sat down there
She THROUGH herself upon, an awful crunch filled the air
And crumbs flew all around.

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There were matza crumbs all over, oh it was a messy sight
We swept up all the pieces though it took us half the night.
So if you want your seder ending sooner then dawn's light
Don't sit on the afikoman

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