Lyrical Association
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Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
Your first sweet kiss thrilled me so
Your first sweet kiss thrilled me so
They want you to be Jesus
Now go down on one knee
But they want their money back
If you're alive at thirty-three
And you're turning tricks
With your crucifix
You're a star
Ooh child
Of course you're not shy
You don't have to deny love
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
Now go down on one knee
But they want their money back
If you're alive at thirty-three
And you're turning tricks
With your crucifix
You're a star
Ooh child
Of course you're not shy
You don't have to deny love
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
Now, I go down to Speaker's Corner, I'm thunderstruck
They got free speech tourists, police in trucks
Two men say they're Jesus, one of them must be wrong
There's a protest singer, he's singing a protest song
They got free speech tourists, police in trucks
Two men say they're Jesus, one of them must be wrong
There's a protest singer, he's singing a protest song
If that's what it's all about
Mama if that's movin' up
Then I'm movin' out
I'm movin' out
Who can take a sunrise
Sprinkle it with dew
Cover it in choc'late
And a miracle or two?
The candy man.
The candy man can.
Sweet, sweet city woman
Oh she's my sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet city woman
Sweet, sweet city woman
oh my sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet city woman
Everybody
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet city woman
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet city woman
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet city woman
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet city woman
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet city woman
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet city woman
When I kissed you, girl
I knew how sweet a kiss could be
(I know how sweet a kiss can be)
Like the summer sunshine
Pour your sweetness over me
(Pour your sweetness over me)
I knew how sweet a kiss could be
(I know how sweet a kiss can be)
Like the summer sunshine
Pour your sweetness over me
(Pour your sweetness over me)
Woman tell me how you learned to handle a man
With so much ease
After all of his life
He,s used to doing what he pleased
You got me doing the things
A man,s supposed to do
A lot of men wished they had
A sweet little woman like you
A 60,s soul song done by Percy Sledge and Joe Tex among others
With so much ease
After all of his life
He,s used to doing what he pleased
You got me doing the things
A man,s supposed to do
A lot of men wished they had
A sweet little woman like you
A 60,s soul song done by Percy Sledge and Joe Tex among others
Sweet little sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
I've done a lot of foolish things
That I really didn't mean, didn't I?
Seen a lot of things in this old world
When I touch them, they mean nothing, girl
Oo, baby, here I am, signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours!
That I really didn't mean, didn't I?
Seen a lot of things in this old world
When I touch them, they mean nothing, girl
Oo, baby, here I am, signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours!
Though we gotta say goodbye for the summer darling I promise you this
I'll send you all my love every day in a letter sealed with a kiss
I'll send you all my love every day in a letter sealed with a kiss
Give me a ticket for an aeroplane
I ain't got time to take no fast train
Oh, the lonely days are gone
I'm coming home
My baby she wrote me a letter
I ain't got time to take no fast train
Oh, the lonely days are gone
I'm coming home
My baby she wrote me a letter
I gave a letter to the postman
He put it in his sack
Bright early next morning
He brought my letter back
Return to sender, address unknown
No such number, no such zone
We had a quarrel, a lover's spat
I write I'm sorry, but my letter keeps coming back
He put it in his sack
Bright early next morning
He brought my letter back
Return to sender, address unknown
No such number, no such zone
We had a quarrel, a lover's spat
I write I'm sorry, but my letter keeps coming back
Well, when I was a young man, never been kissed
I got to thinkin' it over- how much I had missed
So I got me a girl and I kissed her and then, and then
Oh, lordy, well I kissed 'er again
Because she had kisses sweeter than wine
She had, mmm, mmm, kisses sweeter than wine
(Sweeter than wine)
Wait Mister Postman
Oh yeah
(Is there a letter in your bag for me) Please, Please Mister Postman
(Why's it been a very long time) Oh yeah
(Since I heard from this boyfriend of mine)
There must be some word today
From my boyfriend so far away
Please Mister Postman, look and see
Is there a letter, a letter for me
Later on, the story goes
A bottle floated out the sea
After days, when it had found the perfect spot it opened up
And I read the note that you never wrote to me
A bottle floated out the sea
After days, when it had found the perfect spot it opened up
And I read the note that you never wrote to me
