Sugar Shack Marcia Griffiths

Sug, sug, sug, sug Sugar Shack
Ah, there's a crazy little shack beyond the tracks
And everybody calls it the, Sugar Shack
Well, it's just a coffeehouse and it's made out of wood
Expresso coffee tastes mighty good
That's not the reason why I've got to get back
A-To that Sugar Shack
Whoa, baby, to that Sugar Shack

There's this cute little boy, who's a'workin' there
With long dreadlocks and his feet always bar
I'm gonna drink a lotta coffee, spend a little cash
Make that boy love me when I put on some trash
You can understand why I've got to get back
A-To that Sugar Shack, whoa, baby
To that Sugar Shack
Yeah, honey, to that Sugar Shack
Whoa, yes, to that Sugar Shack

Now that Sugar Shack king is a-married to me, yeah yeah
We just sit around and dream of those old memories
Ah, but one of these days I'm gonna lay down tracks
In the direction of that Sugar Shack
Just me and him, yes, we're gonna get back
To that Sugar Shack
Sugar Shack. Sugar Shack. Sugar Shack
Sug, sug, sug, sug
Sugar Shack. Sugar Shack. Sugar. Sugar Shack
Yeah, honey, to our Sugar Shack
(Sugar Shack)
You?re gonna go with me (Sugar Shack)
I?m gonna go with you (Sugar Shack)
Sug, sug, sug, sug
Sugar Shack. SugarSugar Shack
I wanna take you to my (Sugar Shack)
Sug, sug, sug, sug
Sugar Shack. Sugar. Sugar Shack