Like Sugar - Chaka Khan

She floats like a swan Grace on the water Lips like sugar Lips like sugar Just when you think you've caught her She glides across the water She calls for you tonight To share this moonlight You'll flow her river She'll ask & you'll give her... Lips like sugar Sugar kisses Lips like sugar Sugar kisses She knows what you know I know what she's thinking Sugar kisses, sugar kisses Just when you think she's yours She's flown to other shores To laugh at how you break And melt into this lake You'll flow down her river But you'll never give her... Lips like sugar Sugar kisses Lips like sugar Sugar kisses She'll be my mirror Reflect what I am Loose women The king of Siam And my siamese twin Alone in the river Mirror kisses, mirror kisses... Lips like sugar Sugar kisses Lips like sugar Sugar kisses...

I'm walking behind you Calling the way you Give away all your secrets You're taking the high road And picking your battles Just the day I found you I just want to make you go away But you taste like sugar Yeah you taste like sugar I just want to make you go away But you taste like sugar Yeah you taste like sugar Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh I'm starting to want you More than I want to This ain't my finest hour There's something about you That I could get in to Something that's deep inside you I just want to make you go away But you taste like sugar Yeah you taste like sugar I just want to make you go away But you taste like sugar Girl, you taste like sugar Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh If I turn away, away I'll come back someday 'Cause I just want to make you go away But you taste like sugar Yeah you taste like sugar I just want to make you go away But you taste like sugar Yeah, you taste like sugar Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh (Yeah, like sugar) Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh (Like sugar) Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh (Like sugar)

(A. Wise/G. Johnson) Sometimes I wonder, will I ever get back home? Sometimes I wonder, will I ever get back home? Well, I been gone so long Will I ever get back home? Sometimes I wonder, will my baby think of me? Sometimes I wonder, will my baby think of me? Well, sometime I wonder Would she ever think of me? The way she been talking Make me mash my eyebrows down The way she been talkin Make me mash my eyebrows down Make me fold my arms And heave a lonesome sigh Standing on the highway, wheel too tired to roll Standing on the highway, my wheel too tired to roll But I know I'm gonna leave 'Cause I'm a driving soul One more story, all my friends you can tell One more story, all my friends you can tell I'm booked down-bound to leave - I'm gone Ride like hell