Why can we never go back to bed? Whose is the voice ringing in my head? Where is the sense in these desperate dreams? Why should I wake when I'm half past dead? Sure as the clock keeps its steady chime, weak as I walk to its steady rhyme, ticking away from the ones we love. So many girls, so little time.
Sugar, oh honey honey, you are my candy girl, and you've got me wanting you. Honey, oh sugar, sugar, you are my candy girl , and you've got me wanting you. (...) Sugar, pour a little sugar on it honey, pour a little sugar on it baby. I'm gonna make your life so sweet, yeah yeah yeah!