Libertines, The. I Got Sweets. Zeneszám

Well I got sweets

and I got treats

i got gold winged sandals

and theyre just flying off my feet



When that ghost ship towing down

these wide open streets

oh lord, I need my sweets



Well I ain't got no big fancy house

ain't got no fancy car

I don't take my holidays in Polynesior

but everywhere I ever go

and everyone i meet, oh lord

i need my sweets



well, i know some cats

and i know some rats

and i know rude boys,

i know scallywags

i know aristocrats

but everywhere i ever go

and everyone i meet

oh lord, i need my sweets



some people they go up

and others they go down

some people they go sideways

i wanna see them spin it all the way round

one thing that i know

is that when im in this town, oh lord,

i need my sweets.



well, i know a girl,

she's out of this world

(whistle)

but it wont help to buy her no diamonds or no pearls

i'll never have to tell her im a liar or cheat

coz she brings me my sweets