| Let me be your streetcake till your bread man come
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| I give you more sugar than the bread man done
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| Let me tell you how sweet I feel
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| Like Mitch Ryder & The Detroit Wheels
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| Ain’t gonna be Marie Antoinette
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| I love you better than that old baguette
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| 'Cause I’m so full of love and romance
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| Every time a guitar plays
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| It’s alright baby
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| I love your sexy ways
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| Let me be your streetcake till your bread man come
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| Give you more sugar than the bread man done
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| I’m so sweet like the New York Dolls
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| Mellow like a cello like Pablo Casals
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| Give ya mo' sugar than the bread man done
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| All he ever gives you is a cracker crumb
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| If you dig a hippie with a backbeat
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| Beatin' on a big bass drum
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| Meet me on South street
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| Let’s get some cookin' done
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| Let me be your streetcake till your bread man comes
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| Give you more sugar than the bread man done
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| Look like your bread man ain’t gonna show
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| He done took off with all of the dough
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| I’ll be your daddy rockin' strong
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| Like a swingin' old El Diablo’s song
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| Let me be your streetcake till your bread man come
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| Give you more sugar than the bread man done
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| Damn that devil music, it sounds like hell
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| I like Tommy James and The Shondells
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| I’m so sweet, I’m angel food
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| All your bread dude ever do is brood
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| Let me be your streetcake till your bread man come
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| Let me be your streetcake till your bread man come |