I like it    I don't like it

3 Spoons Of Suga
She likes her dress
Like she's fresh out of the magazine
She struts around
Getting down to her record machine
I'ts clear that she enjoys
Teasing all the boys
They always say
That you'll remember her name
Because she's got it
She's got it right down

And all the guys say

I need three spoons of sugar
In a glass full of liquor to get over you
Gimme something in my coffee
Gimme thrills, take my money, can't get over you

He don't get stressed
cos he's blessed by the cut of his jeans
He's looking tight washed superfine
If you know what I mean, ohh
And he clearly gets his kicks
Getting messy with the chicks
They always say
That you'll remember his name
Because he's got it
He's got it so, so down

And all the girls say

I need three spoons of sugar
In a glass full of liquor to get over you
Gimme something in my coffee
Gimme thrills, take my money, can't get over you
I'm gonna need a whole lot of therapy
To cure the sugarush, I can't get over you
Gimme something in my coffee
Gimme thrills, take my money, can't get over you

Ohh, ohhh

[talky bits I can't make out]

And all the girls say

I need three spoons of sugar
In a glass full of liquor to get over you
Gimme something in my coffee
Gimme thrills, take my money, can't get over you
I'm gonna need a whole lot of therapy
To cure the sugar rush, I can't get over you
Gimme something in my coffee
Gimme thrills, take my money, can't get over you