Hee...
Sugar pop
Funky pops
Coffee, tea or me, baby, touché ole
My opening line might be a bit passé
But don’t think that I don’t know what I’m feeling for you
‘Cause I got a vibe on you the first time that I saw you, saw you
I need your love and I won’t bring no pain
A little birdie told me that you feel the same
I’m for the real and for you I’m true blue
Let’s make a deal, sugar, all I want to do is be you
Last Hard Bible
I sold my last hard bible
Just to pay my bills
I called my mother
To reserve me in her will
And the pay I'm getting every Thursday night
Well it just don't seem enough
Well money can buy me a hell of a lot
But it sure won't buy me love
Well I brought me a car
And I brought me a roadtrain
Car won't go
Trains to slow
So I found me a mansion
On the highest hillside
Bigger then this town
But it don't feel like home
I sold my last hard bible
Just to pay my bills
I called my mother
To reserve me in her will
And the pay I'm getting every Thursday night
Well it just don't seem enough
Well money can buy me a hell of a lot
But it sure won't buy me love
I spent my cash
On a brand new heartache
I spent my time
Trying to make it back
He took my heart
And he took my savings
He took the train
And left me on the track
I sold my last hard bible
Just to pay my bills
I called my mother
To reserve me in her will
And the pay I'm getting every Thursday night
Well it just don't seem enough
Well money can buy me a hell of a lot
But it sure won't buy me love