POSTCARD SONGS
Sugar
(Shearer)
She got the cutest arse I've ever seen
She got the cutest arse, it's obscene
She got breasts she loves me to caress
She got nipples that impress through her dress
She got thighs I just just want to be in between
And when I tell her how I feel
She knows just what I mean
Sugar, Sugar, Sugar, Sugar
Sugar, Sugar, Sugar, Sugar
She got a tongue that make my guitar lick
She got a pulse that make my heart tick
She got an elegance that spares no expense
She got an honesty that has no pretence
She got a mouth I've just got to listen to
And when there's silence
I know just what to do
Sugar, Sugar, Sugar, Sugar
Sugar, Sugar, Sugar, Sugar
She got fingers that stroke me just right
She got legs that squeeze me so tight
She got eyes that tell me no lies
She got so much life I just want to die
She got a voice that says she loves me
And she got the kind of heart
That I know it's for free
Sugar, Sugar, Sugar, Sugar
Sugar, Sugar, Sugar, Sugar
© 2012 Andrew Shearer.
