Black Cadillac

I am Jackie's dress all tattered and unfurled

I am hangin' up for the eyes of the world

I am polishing chrome for these American girls

I am the son of a god tonight

Stealin' spoons from the Kennedy room, I'm alright

I'm alright

I'm in a laundromat, you're in the black Cadillac

You probably saw stars, there are more inside

Please Louise and you came, I'm the reason you left

Yeah, I'm that girl on Instagram

With the lovely eyes and the fuck-me tan

I'm alright

I'm alright

I'm alright

I'm alright

K-A-V-A-N-A-U-G-H, can you see karma's a bitch?

In your rose-colored glasses and I hope the robe fits

Well, it's a marvelous night down in these everglades

Where she look alright and she needs all lights just to see one

All these words we'll never say, all these bills we'll never pay

All these dreams that got away, but not from me, not today

(Give me some sugar)

(Give me some sugar)

(Give me some sugar)

(Give me some sugar) I've got the spoon

(Give me some sugar) I've got the spoon

(Give me some sugar) You've got the gun

And I got the sugar

You've got the spoon

Give me some sugar

Give me some sugar

Give me some sugar

Give me some sugar, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Give me some sugar

Give me some sugar

Oh, give me some sugar

Give me some sugar

Oh, give me some sugar

(Give me some sugar)

(Give me some sugar)

(Give me some sugar)

(Give me some sugar)

(Give me some sugar)

(Give me some sugar)