Sugar Daddy - Tom Jones

I’ve got male intuition

I’ve got sexual ambition

I’m the last great tradition

Let me state my position

The older I get

The better I was

It’s all just a show

It’s all just because

The show must go on

What else can it do?

I’m gonna drop the load on you

Sugar, sugar daddy, Sugar

I got no inhibition

I got all the ammunition

Got the moves with position

Can’t you see my condition?

You gotta get your hands dirty

When you’re digging a ditch

And … gods

Revenge on the rich

Got the money got the moves

Got the looks and the brakes

Got the shirt got the shoes

Got what it takes

You’ve got to lay it down

Tell me what you need

You’ve got to lay it down

Get up, up from your feet you know

I get it down

You wanted sorrow, want it sweet

Daddy always gives you what is good for you

Sugar, sugar daddy, Sugar

I’ve got male intuition

It’s a desperate condition

Nearly out of ammunition

Sexual ambition

Whoa!

Holy schmoly

I’m a one man army

Yeah, a one man mob

Woo-hoo

I’m the McDaddy

You don’t send a boy to do a man’s job

And you make me feel

Like I’m not alone

I’ve been singing this song

Since before you were born

Baby, you’re invited

But your friend can’t come

He’s a little too excited

Maybe a little too young

Ah baby, you’re invited

But your friend can’t come

He’s a little too rich

Maybe a little too young

The show must go on

What else can it do?

I’m gonna drop it all on you

Sugar, sugar daddy

Sugar, sugar daddy

Sugar, sugar daddy

Sugar, sugar daddy

Sugar