What a thing to see
What a thing to be
What a perfect love, what a perfect home
Cause every time she walks
And every time she talks
Is every time he knows what a perfect world hes living on
But whenever hes gone and when shes all alone
His heart goes out to her on the telephone
And he says, Sugar, how I love you
How I think about you all the time
He calls her Sugar cause shes the sweetest thing
Oh, shes the best thing hell ever find
With her midnight hair
And with his favorite stare
Shes a southern belle, hes a rockout king
When she looks around
Oh, she knows shes found
Such a perfect life, such a perfect thing
And whenever hes gone and when shes all alone
His heart goes out to her on the telephone
And he says, Sugar, how I love you
How I think about you all the time
He calls her Sugar cause shes the sweetest thing
Oh, shes the best thing hell ever find
Oh, theres a reason for every season
Theres a change within the range of every heart
But the reason and the season
Seem to be right so far
And he says, Sugar, how I love you
How I think about you all the time
He calls her Sugar cause shes the sweetest thing
Oh, shes the best thing hell ever find
He calls her Sugar