She likes her dress

Like she's fresh out of the magazine

She struts around

Getting down to the rhythm and she

Is glad 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

And 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

'Cause he's best with the cut of his jeans

He's looking tight, white (?)

And super fine, 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

And 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



Ohh, ohhh



[talky bits I can't make out]



And all the girls say



I need three spoons of sugar

And 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