Sugar

Don't you know who she is?
Lookin' right at me is

Sugar, my sugar
Talk about your kissin'
That's what they be christened
Sugar, my sugar

The flowers kiss her feet (oh, oh)
Just how the birdies greet (oh, oh)
Like tweety, tweet, tweet, tweet
Which means (what does it mean?)
(Ain't she sweet?)
Bees would not be buzzin'
'Round her if she wasn't

Sugar, my sugar

I declare that honey
Hasn't got a finger on her
No, sir
I might also mention
Bring to your attention
She's so refined
In conclusion therefore
That is why I care for

Sugar, my sugar