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Trask Stephen |
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Hedwig And The Angry Inch (original cast) |
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SUGAR DADDY |
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I've got a sweet tooth |
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for licorice drops and jelly roll, |
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Hey sugar daddy, |
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Hansel needs some sugar in his bowl. |
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I'll lay out fine china on the linen |
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And polish up the chrome |
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and if you've got some sugar for me, |
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Sugar Daddy, bring it home. |
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Black strap molasses, |
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you're my orange blossom honey bear. |
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Bring me Versace blue jeans |
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and black designer underwear. |
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Let's dress up like the disco-dancing jet set |
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in Milan and Rome. |
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And if you've got some sugar for me, |
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Sugar Daddy, bring it home. |
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Oh the thrill of control, |
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like the rush of rock and roll, |
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is the sweetest taste I've known. |
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So come on, Sugar Daddy, bring it home. |
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When honey bees go shopping |
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it's something to be seen. |
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They swarm to wild flowers |
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and get nectar for the queen. |
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And everything you bring me |
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gets me dripping like a honeycomb |
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and if you've got some sugar for me, |
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Sugar Daddy, bring it home. |
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Oh the thrill of control, |
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like a Blitzkrieg on the roll, |
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is the sweetest taste I've know. |
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So if you've got some sugar |
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bring it home. |
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Oh come on, Sugar Daddy, bring it home! |
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Whiskey and French cigarettes, |
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a motorbike with high-speed jets, |
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a Waterpik, a Cuisinart |
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and a hypo-allergenic dog. |
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I want all the luxuries of the modern age, |
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and every item on every page |
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in the Lillian Vernon catalogue. |
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Oh baby, something's crossed my mind |
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and I was thinking you'd look so fine |
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in a velvet dress |
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with heels and an ermine stole. |
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Oh, Luther darling, heaven knows |
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I've never put on women's clothes |
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except for once |
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my mother's camisole. |
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So you think only a woman |
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can truly love a man. |
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Then you buy me the dress |
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I'll be more woman |
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than a man like you can stand. |
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I'll be your Venus on a chocolate clam shell |
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rising on a sea of marshmallow foam |
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and if you got some sugar for me, |
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Sugar Daddy, bring it home. |
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It's our tradition to control, |
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like Erich Honecker and Helmut Kohl, |
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from the Ukraine to the Rhone. |
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Sweet home uber alles, |
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Lord, I'm coming home. |
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So come on, Sugar Daddy, bring me home. |
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Song written by Stephen Trask |
