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Sugar Blue Too

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Sugar Blue Too

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Ulysses pulls his sword

For Cleopatra's muse

He thinks he won the war

But that gal's going to break his ass in two

He plays the wonder boy

Muscles pilin' high

But she slays him with a kiss

And a piece of mama's apple pie

Ain't nothing left to do but walk the streets so dark

And whisper I love you to a moment there inside your heart

And let the trumpet sound, but listen to the morning dew

And fill yourself with what you found

And be my little sugar blue

You play the ace again

You hid inside your boot,

Wear the nose and cheap disguise

And think no one will notice you

Try and try and never win

Buy a ticket for yourself

Shine your shoes and blow your kiss

But the train it comes for someone else

Ain't nothing left to do but walk the streets so dark

and whisper I love you to a moment there inside your heart

Let the trumpets sound, but listen to the morning dew

And fill yourself with what you found

And be my little sugar blue

My cowboy friend he sings his songs

On East 4th Street without his hat

His cattle's all some spicy dish

On the menu, written from a map

Tennessee he wrote it down

In a tragedy so blue, so black

The hole it's big, it's dark, it's round,

And you can't fill it up with what you lack

I've lived outside so long

I've got no clue for looking in

I've got the key right to the door

But all I know how to do is kick it in

Ring them bells, St Christopher

With an axle and a broken wheel

I have become the things I see

And I know that they're not really real

Ain't nothing left to do but walk the streets so dark,

And whisper I love you to a moment there inside your heart

Let the trumpet sound, but listen to the morning dew

And fill yourself with what you found

And be my little sugar blue

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