Sugar Man Lyrics

	There are shadows on the sidewalks
	Of the city streets at night,
	And the alleyways and ugly things
	Are hidden from the light.
	And somewhere, son, my baby's
	Gonna sell her soul again,
	For a custom tailored lady-killer
	They call sugar man.
	I searched the backstreet barrooms,
	And every cheap hotel,
	Asking for my baby; they all knew her well.
	Well, they said, "she's out there working
	For the wages of her sin,
	And if you want to find your baby, baby,
	Look for sugar man."
	Well, tonight i found her
	On the sorry side of town
	Lying cold upon the bed
	Where she had laid her body down.
	I picked up the needle that had fallen from her hand
	And stuck it through the money she had made for sugar man.
	There are shadows on the sidewalks
	Of the city streets at night
	And the alleyways and ugly things
	Are hidden from the light.
	But the sun's gonna shine tomorrow
	On some dirty gargage cans,
	And a custom tailored lady-killer
	They called sugar man.

	There are shadows on the sidewalks
	Of the city streets at night,
	And the alleyways and ugly things
	Are hidden from the light.
	And somewhere, son, my baby' s
	Gonna sell her soul again,
	For a custom tailored ladykiller
	They call sugar man.
	I searched the backstreet barrooms,
	And every cheap hotel,
	Asking for my baby they all knew her well.
	Well, they said, " she' s out there working
	For the wages of her sin,
	And if you want to find your baby, baby,
	Look for sugar man."
	Well, tonight i found her
	On the sorry side of town
	Lying cold upon the bed
	Where she had laid her body down.
	I picked up the needle that had fallen from her hand
	And stuck it through the money she had made for sugar man.
	There are shadows on the sidewalks
	Of the city streets at night
	And the alleyways and ugly things
	Are hidden from the light.
	But the sun' s gonna shine tomorrow
	On some dirty gargage cans,
	And a custom tailored ladykiller
	They called sugar man.

	There are shadows on the sidewalks
	Of the city streets at night,
	And the alleyways and ugly things
	Are hidden from the light.
	And somewhere, son, my baby' s
	Gonna sell her soul again,
	For a custom tailored ladykiller
	They call sugar man.
	I searched the backstreet barrooms,
	And every cheap hotel,
	Asking for my baby they all knew her well.
	Well, they said, " she' s out there working
	For the wages of her sin,
	And if you want to find your baby, baby,
	Look for sugar man."
	Well, tonight i found her
	On the sorry side of town
	Lying cold upon the bed
	Where she had laid her body down.
	I picked up the needle that had fallen from her hand
	And stuck it through the money she had made for sugar man.
	There are shadows on the sidewalks
	Of the city streets at night
	And the alleyways and ugly things
	Are hidden from the light.
	But the sun' s gonna shine tomorrow
	On some dirty gargage cans,
	And a custom tailored ladykiller
	They called sugar man.

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