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Hedwig
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I've got a sweet tooth
for licorice drops and jelly roll.
Hey sugar daddy, Hansel needs some sugar in his bowl.
I'll lay out fine china on the linen
and polish up the chrome.
If you've got some sugar for me,
Sugar Daddy, bring it home.
Black strap molasses,
you're my orange blossom honey bear.
Bring me Versace blue jeans,
black designer underwear.
We'll dress up like the disco-dancing jet set
in Milan and Rome.
If you've got some sugar for me,
Sugar Daddy, bring it home.
Oh the thrill of control,
like the rush of rock and roll,
it's the sweetest taste I've known.
Oh yeah.
If you've got some sugar, bring it home.
(Looks like we've got some sugar daddies in the house.)
When honey bees go shopping
it's something to be seen.
(You could give me a cavity, honey.)
They swarm to wild flowers
and get nectar for the queen.
(I bet you could fill that cavity, sweetie.)
And everything you bring me
got me dripping like a honeycomb.
If you've got some sugar for me,
Sugar Daddy, bring it home.
(It's a car wash, ladies and gentleman!)
Oh the thrill of control,
like the Blitzkrieg on the roll,
it's the sweetest taste I've known.
Oh yeah.
If you've got some sugar
bring it home.
Come on, Sugar Daddy bring it home!
Whiskey and French cigarettes,
a motorbike with high-speed jets,
a Waterpik, a Cuisinart
and a hypo-allergenic dog.
Oh I want all the luxuries of the modern age,
and every item on every page
in the Lillian Vernon catalogue.
So you think only a woman can truly love a man.
Well you buy me the dress
I'll be more woman
than a man like you can stand.
I'll be your Venus on a chocolate clam shell
rising on a sea of marshmallow foam
If you've got some sugar for me,
Sugar Daddy, bring it home.
It's our tradition to control,
Like Erich Honecker and Helmut Kohl,
(Remember him?)
From the Ukraine to the Rhone.
Sweet home über alles,
Lord, I'm coming home yeah
Come on, Sugar Daddy, bring me home.
(Yeehaw!)
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