Lyrics

Sugar

Sunday 7 August 2011, by Cécile Desbrun

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Don’t say the morning’s come
Don’t say it’s up to me
If I could take twenty-five minutes,
Out of the record books...

Sugar,
He brings me sugar

Bobby’s collectin’ bees and hammers
He used one on me
Cold war with little boys...
Get in with a bubble-gum trade.

And sugar,
Bring me sugar.
I know all the robins bring...
Bring me many things,
But sugar,
He brings me sugar.
As far as I can tell,
I’ve been gone for miles now.

You know and I know
I don’t know me very well.
And I know me, you know.
If they found me out...

[extended live version :

just watch, just watch what they do

sweet boy, when they find you out
tell me, what you think they’ll do
when they find you gotta little in here
tell me what you think they’ll do
when they find you out
when they find you out
when they find that you’re just a pussy
my sweet boy, my sugar]

Sugar,
He brings me sugar.
I know all the robins bring...
They bring me many things,
But sugar,
He brings me sugar.
I know all the robins bring
They bring many things,
But sugar...