Well I got sweets and I got dreams i got gold winged sandals and theyre just flying off my feet
With that ghost ship towing down these wide open streets oh lord, I need my sweets
Well I ain't got no big fancy house ain't got no fancy car I don't take my holidays in Polynesia but everywhere I ever go and everyone i meet, oh lord, i need my sweets
well, i know some cats and i know some rats, and i know rude boys, i know scallywags, i know aristocrats (Dochers!) but everywhere i ever go and everyone i meet oh lord, i need my sweets
some people they go up and others they go down some people they go sideways i wanna see them spin it all the way round. one thing that i know is that when im in this town, oh lord, i need my sweets
On drums - Mr Rowntrees! On bass - Mr Lombard! On rhythm - the pigman...
well, i know a girl, she's out of this world *whistle* i don't have to buy her no diamonds or no pearls and i'll never have to lie to her or cheat coz she brings me my sweets