Lyrics Sweet Thing - The Boomtown Rats

Sweet Thing

Sweet thing
You make my gums bleed
You’re my pretty thing
Because I love you
I’m gonna love you on Monday
You’re the start of my week
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Man, we’re hitting a peak
But I love you best on Friday
'Cause you’re my weekend freak
My little sweet thing
They’re beaming hope out, baby, on the local airwaves
So tune into the one that offers hope and can save you
I love you in the morning when I wake and you’re shaving
Oh, my sweet thing
A-whoa, whoa, whoa
A-yeah, yeah, yeah
We’re going to keep on driving
'Til the end of the night
It’s hopeless but I’m helpless
You’re the beam in my light
There’s a rumour you’re a tumour on my lovestick, alright
My little sweet thing
I’m gonna call the cops up 'cause it just isn’t right
The world looks so much better
When I’ve got you in my sights
Tear up all those old plans
And let’s light up that night
My sweet thing