Texty:
Sugar Frustration

I am frustration Maybe you are too No one is talking There's nothing to refuse But if I said I would not miss you I was wrong I have been waiting, waiting

uh huh yeah yeah yeah yeah chorus: i need a drink for all of my troubles i need a shrink to tell how i feel and i need me one of them sugar daddies to

the sister of my man Big Vince Like some shit from out the flicks we been in love ever since She called me her chocolate brotha, I call her my sugar

so 'Cause I hear it all the time But they never let you know On the T.V. and the radio She was young her heart was pure But every night is bright she got She said, "Sugar

bit helps. please help me. Believe me. The men in bars and girls in cars made promises to satisfy The uncontrollable urge to relieve the frustration

Hey, sugar, how you doin'? Your pretty face don't match that nasty attitude What do you mean, 'Where's my girl?' Probably with your man, can we fuck?

Hey, Mr. President All your congressmen too You got me frustrated And I don?t know what to do I?m trying to make a living I can?t save a cent It takes

to count all the invitations At the end of the day when it comes down to one decision Dead beat girls and freaks at a peoples convention All these sugars

(Andy Sears) Time to light the fuse Hey you!--With that innocent face Stand proud of the crowd Sugar sweet surprise-- Time to shatter your illusions And