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There's a crazy little shack beyond the tracks |
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And everybody calls it the sugar shack |
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Well, it's just a coffeehouse and it's made out of wood |
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Expresso coffee tastes mighty good |
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That's not the reason why I've got to get back |
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To that sugar shack, whoa baby, to that sugar shack |
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There's this cute little girlie, she's a workin' there |
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A black leotard and her feet are bare |
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I'm gonna drink a lotta coffee, spend a little cash |
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Make that girl love me when I put on some trash |
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You can understand why I've got to get back |
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To that sugar shack, whoa baby |
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To that sugar shack, yeah honey |
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To that sugar shack, whoa yes, to that sugar shack |
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Now that sugar shack queen is a married to me, yeah, yeah |
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We just sit around and dream of those old memories |
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Ah, but one of these days, I'm gonna lay down tracks |
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In the direction of that sugar shack |
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Just me and her, yes, we're gonna go back |
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To that sugar shack, whoa, uhh, ohh |
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To that sugar shack, yeah honey, to our sugar shack |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, our sugar shack |
