Frank Black - Sugar Daddy lyrics

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 And black designer underwear We'll dress up like the disco-dancing jet set In Milan and Rome If you 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 If you've got some sugar bring it home When honey bees go shopping It's something to be seen They swarm to wild flowers And get nectar for the queen And every thing you bring me Got me dripping like a honeycomb And if you've got some sugar for me Sugar Daddy, bring it home Oh the thrill of control Like a Blitzkrieg on the roll It's the sweetest taste I've known So if you've got some sugar Bring it home Oh 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 (spoken) Luther: Oh baby, something's crossed my mind I was thinking you'd look so fine In a velvet dress With heels and an ermine stole Hansel: 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 Then 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 And 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 uber alles Lord, I'm coming home So come on, Sugar Daddy, bring me home