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 mola**es
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
And 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
Back up singers:
When honey bees go shopping
It's something to be seen
They swarm to wild flowers
And get nectar for the queen
Hedwig:
And everything you bring me
Got me dripping like a honeycomb
If you've got some sugar for me
Sugar Daddy, bring it home
Oh the thrill of control
Like the Blitzkrieg on the roll
Is the sweetest taste I've know (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
Every item on every page
In the Lillian Vernon catalogue
Yitzhak as Luther:
Oh baby, something's crossed my mind
And I was thinking you'd look so fine
In a velvet dress
With heels and an ermine stole
Hedwig:
Oh, Luther darling, heaven knows
I've never put on women's clothes
Except for once
My mother's camisole
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 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 uber alles
Lord, I'm coming home
Come on, Sugar Daddy, bring me home