Sugar, sugar
Would you like to know something good?
Cause somewhere away from those fast-foods
Somebody is walking under the sky that blue
Black shoes seem to fit on his foot
But sugar, oh sugar
If you see his lips smiling
You will see something sweet is coming
Sweeter than you or anything
His smiles are the sweetest of everything
Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 5:41 AM UTC
Sugar, sugar
Would you like to know something good?
Cause somewhere away from those fast-foods
Somebody is walking under the sky that blue
Black shoes seem to fit on his foot
But sugar, oh sugar
If you see his lips smiling
You will see something sweet is coming
Sweeter than you or anything
His smiles are the sweetest of everything
Request permission to use this poem