I´ve got male intuition
I´ve got sexual ambition
I´m the last great tradition
Let me state my position

The older I get
The better I was
It´s all just a show
It´s all just because
The show must go on
What else can it do?
I´m gonna drop the load on you

Sugar, sugar daddy, Sugar

I got no inhibition
I got all the ammunition
Got the moves with position
Can´t you see my condition?

You gotta get your hands dirty
When you´re digging a ditch
And : gods
Revenge on the rich

Got the money got the moves
Got the looks and the brakes
Got the shirt got the shoes
Got what it takes

You´ve got to lay it down
Tell me what you need
You´ve got to lay it down
Get up, up from your feet you know
I get it down
You wanted sorrow, want it sweet
Daddy always gives you what is good for you

Sugar, sugar daddy, Sugar

I´ve got male intuition
It´s a desperate condition
Nearly out of ammunition
Sexual ambition

Whoa!
Holy schmoly
I´m a one man army
Yeah, a one man mob
Woo-hoo
I´m the McDaddy
You don´t send a boy to do a man´s job

And you make me feel
Like I´m not alone
I´ve been singing this song
Since before you were born
Baby, you´re invited
But your friend can´t come
He´s a little too excited
Maybe a little too young

Ah baby, you´re invited
But your friend can´t come
He´s a little too rich
Maybe a little too young
The show must go on
What else can it do?
I´m gonna drop it all on you

Sugar, sugar daddy
Sugar, sugar daddy
Sugar, sugar daddy
Sugar, sugar daddy
Sugar