Sugardaddy
comes with his pockets full of fun
Sugardaddy's
blowing kisses from his gun
What
will he do and where will he run
When
the real world comes to town?
Sugardaddy
took all my pain away
Now
I have to say I'd let him get away with murder
I'd
let him get away with murder
He drives
a car that doesn't have a roof
And
he dares the Big Ol' World to tell him the truth
By buying
silence
He buys
your silence
Silence,
so you'll never ask him why
Silence,
so you'll never say he makes you cry
Silence,
so you'll never look him in the eye
And
say you want his time 'cos time is money
Sugardaddy
can't help but overfill my cup
Sugardaddy
always rides heavy on his luck
What
will he do when his baby grows up
And
doesn't want the toys he's provided?
Sugardaddy
comes with his pockets full of fun
Sugardaddy's
blowing kisses from his gun
What
will he do and where will he run
When
the real world comes to town?
Marco Giunco |
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