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Sugar Man

Cookie cutter, where have you been all my life? I swam
through your chocolate icing, on the surf pipe.
Fruity, huddle, take it to the top, of where I want to
lie in your banana float knob.

So how’s your castle?
So how goes that little plan?
When you want to become,
My little sugar man.

Round roses, you build in my garden of fragrantly
tasting gin.
Town posies, I wear on my crown, she gives the best
head, the best head in town.

So how’s your castle now?
So how goes that little old plan?
When you want to become,
My little sugar man.