Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Sugar Is So Refined, artist - Nat King Cole Trio. Album song Live At The Circle Room, in the genre Блюз
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Record label: Blue Note
Song language: English
My Sugar Is So Refined |
My sugar is so refined |
He’s one o' them high-class kind |
He doesn’t wear a hat, he wears a chapeau |
He goes to see a cinema, but never a show |
My sugar is so refined |
He’s got a real high-class mind |
He never buys a dress, it’s always a frock |
He 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 tea |
Just two fingers while he sticks out three |
My sugar is so refined |
He’s one o' them high-class kind |
He never shares a kiss, he lets our lips unite |
But, oh, it feels like kissin' and each kiss is dynamite |
I wonder what he thinks of each time I hold him tight |
Oh, he’s so refined |
He says «banahna» instead of «banana» |
He says «piano» instead of «pianna» |
And you should see how he sits on his settee |
With cake and coffee balanced on one knee |
My sugar is so refined |
He’s one o' them high-class kind |
He never shares a kiss, he lets our lips unite |
But, oh, it feels like kissin' and each kiss is dynamite |
I wonder what he thinks of each time I hold him tight |
Oh, he’s so refined |
Oh, he’s so refined |
My sugar is so refined |