Tekst piosenki
Well i got sweets And i got treats I got gold winged sandals And theyre just flying off my feet When 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 polynesior But everywhere i ever go And everyone i meet, oh lord They all want my sweets Well, i know some cats And i know some rats And i know rude boys,I know scallywags I know aristocrats But everywhere i ever go And everyone i meet Oh lord, they all want 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,They all want my sweets.(mumbles about drums, bass,and rhythm)(pig grunts)Well, i know a girl,She's out of this world*whistle*But it wont help to buy her no diamonds or no pearls I'll never have to tell her im a liar or cheat Coz she brings me my sweets
