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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSugar
What a thing to see, what a thing to beWhat a perfect love, what a perfect home'Cause every time she walks andEvery time she talksIs every time he knows what a perfect world he's living onBut whenever he's goneAnd when she is all aloneHis heart goes out to her on the telephoneAnd he says sugar, how I love youHow I think about you all the timeHe calls her sugar'Cause she's the sweetest thingOh, she's the best thing he'll ever findWith her midnight hair andWith his favorite stareShe's a southern belle, he's a rock out kingWhen she looks aroundOh she knows she's foundSuch a perfect life, such a perfect thingAnd whenever he's goneAnd when she is all aloneHis heart goes out to her on the telephoneAnd he says sugar, how I love youHow I think about you all the timeHe calls her sugar'Cause she's the sweetest thingOh, she's the best thing he'll ever findOh there's a reason for every seasonThere's a change within the range of every heartBut the reason and the seasonSeem to be right so farAnd he says sugar, how I love youHow I think about you all the timeHe calls her sugar'Cause she's the sweetest thingOh, she's the best thing he'll ever findHe calls her sugar
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