Oscar Moore
My Sugar Is So Refined
My sugar is so refinedHe's one o' them high-class kindHe doesn't wear a hat, he wears a chapeauHe goes to see a cinema, but never a show My sugar is so refinedHe's got a real high-class mindHe never buys a dress, it's always a frockHe always winds his timepiece up, but never his clock He says "tomahto" instead of "tomayto"He says "potahto" instead of "potayto"Well, you should see how he holds a cup of teaJust two fingers while he sticks out three My sugar is so refinedHe's one o' them high-class kindHe never shares a kiss, he lets our lips uniteBut, oh, it feels like kissin' and each kiss is dynamiteI wonder what he thinks of each time I hold him tightOh, he's so refinedHe says "banahna" instead of "banana"He says "piano" instead of "pianna"And you should see how he sits on his setteeWith cake and coffee balanced on one kneeLetras de cancionesMy sugar is so refinedHe's one o' them high-class kindHe never shares a kiss, he lets our lips uniteBut, oh, it feels like kissin' and each kiss is dynamiteI wonder what he thinks of each time I hold him tightOh, he's so refinedOh, he's so refinedMy sugar is so refined
From Letras Mania