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Sugar and spice and all things nice, kisses sweeter than wine.
Sugar and spice and all things nice, you know that little girl is mine.

Everybody
Sugar and spice and all things nice
Kisses sweeter than wine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
You know that little girl is mine

Everybody
Sugar and spice and all things nice
Kisses sweeter than wine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
You know that little girl is mine

Everybody
Sugar and spice and all things nice   Kisses sweeter than wine   Sugar and spice and all things nice   You know that little girl is mine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
Kisses sweeter than wine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
You know that little girl is mine

Everybody
You take sugar and spice
Everything nice
And you got a little girl
You take snakes and snails
Some puppy dog tails
And you got a little boy
Sugar and spice and all things nice
Kisses sweeter than wine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
You know that little girl is mine

Everybody
Sugar and spice and all things nice
Kisses sweeter than wine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
You know that little girl is mine

Everybody
Sugar and spice and all things nice
 Kisses sweeter than wine
 Sugar and spice and all things nice
 You know that little girl is mine
You take sugar and spice (sugar and spice)
Everything nice (everything nice)
And you’ve got a little girl, yeah, yeah

You take snakes and snails
and spice and everything nice
Wasn't made for only girls
GI Joe in panty hose is making room
For the one and only

King for a day, princess by dawn
King for
I always kind of figured love would pass me by
The kind of girl I wanted wouldn’t want a guy like me
I thought that she, wouldn’t look twice
You
girls

Sugar and spice
And everything nice
Think she's hot, but she's cold as ice
First comes love, then comes marriage
Then comes her mama with another
You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,
You're daddy's little girl to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are,
You're mommy's bright
nice
And you're daddy's little girl.

You're the treasure I cherish, so sparkling and bright
You were touched by the holy and beautiful light
Like
experience )
Feels Just Like It Should ( Turn it up and drown )

I'm going out with laser beams
To shoot some cherries down
I took a little free agent
the sunshine in the air
The perfume that they wear
Girls are everywhere

I like to be on an island
With five or six of them fine ones
With one to be in
red suit looking nice?
Who does he turn to for advice?
Who gives the brownies all their spice?
Mrs. Santa Claus

She pitter-patters all around
Tell me, please, what little girls are made of
Sugar and spice and all things nice
But we can bleed for a whole week straight
Every month,
(Welcome back to the ghetto)

(Spice 1)
Still livin' day by day and thug niggas don't play
Niggas thirty years old still out here slangin' yay
Goin' dub for
the sunshine in the air
The perfume that they wear
Girls are everywhere

I like to be on an island
With five or six of them fine ones
With one to be in
Yeah, the trouble with girls
Is nobody loves trouble as much as me

They're sugar and spice and angel wings
Hell on wheels and tight blue jeans
A summer
Walk around singing the blues
Bright red Jimmy Choo's
Where you from girl, tell me where you from girl?
Knock, knock, open the door
What you are
your sisters by your side

There's nothing you can't survive


With the sugar, spice and everything nice

We got a little something

Extra

Holdin' us
Oh oh the french girls with the string of pearls
Think it's such a fucking shame
That the local boys with their country joys
Never make them daisy