My Sugar Is So Refined

My sugar is so refined

She's one o' them high-class kind

She doesn't wear a hat, she wears a chapeau

She goes to see a cinema, but never a show

My sugar is so refined

She's got a real high-class mind

She never buys a dress, it's always a frock

She always winds her timepiece up, but never her clock

She says "tomahto" instead of "tomayto"

She says "potahto" instead of "potayto"

Well, you should see how she holds a cup of tea

Just two fingers while she sticks out three

My sugar is so refined

She's one o' them high-class kind

She never shares a kiss, she lets our lips unite

But, oh, it feels like kissin' and each kiss is dynamite

I wonder what she thinks of each time I hold her tight

Oh, she's so refined

My sugar is real refined

Got the finest kind of mind

She never eats a meal, she dines or sups

And dogs are little canine friends, they're never pups

She says "banahna" instead of "bananna"

She says "piahno" instead of "pianna"

And you should see how she sits on her settee

With cake and coffee balanced on one knee

My sugar is so refined

She's one o' them high-class kind

She acts just like her name is Mrs Vanderloo

And though I love her, and we'll be married soon

I wonder what she'll do when we're on our honeymoon

Oh, she's so refined