Texty: Dangerous Toys. "Sugar.

People say I'm a dirty heart breaker
Some people say I'm a cheap date maker
I must admit some call me a love shaker
I lick a smile from ear-to-ear
But the fun is what you fear
So let me tighten the straps and turn the wheel
So I can make this more than clear with some...

Sugar, leather, & the nail
Sugar, leather, & the nail

I'll kiss your wrists with pieces of leather
Nail them high with a velvet hammer
You softly speak, you start to enjoy this get-together
I make you sticky with a splash of my honey
The honey that I got don't take money

So let me tighten the straps and turn the wheel
So I can make this more than clear with some...

Heat rising like the haze of the sun
We get closer say that I'm the one
The sugar on you like a snake has scales
You ask for my phone number screamin' sugar, leather, & the nail!

I lick a smile from ear-to-ear
But the fun is what you fear
So let me tighten the straps and turn the wheel
So I can make this more clear with some...