(Intro) Boy... The only way she'd be impressed Is if you had a food truck... Hahaha (shh) (Verse 1 - Rhythmic, spoken-word style) She’s pacing on the pavement, stomach humming a tune Underneath the heat of a high-pressure afternoon Searching for a flavor, looking for a bite A confectionery vision in the middle of the light Then a melody starts drifting, ringing through the heat As the colors start to flicker halfway down the street She’s licking her lips, yeah, she’s craving something sweet Moving to the rhythm of the rubber on the beat. (Chorus - Melodic, anthemic, heavy bass drop) Oh, the bells are ringing, calling out her name (her name) Sugar in the air and she’s addicted to the game Sugar-coated magic, frozen in a dream Waiting on the man behind the window for the cream (the cream?) Drip, drip, sliding down, a smile in her eyes She found her little piece of paradise. (Shh) (Verse 2 - Faster flow) She steps up to the window, leaning on the ledge Staring at the menu, standing on the edge She says, “Tell me what’s your name, and do you have a find?Something real unique, the one-of-a-kind.” He reaches for a wafer, a custom-crafted zone A heavy-handed helping in a golden-toasted cone Handing over treasure with a secret tucked inside The kind of sugar rush that she can no longer hide. (Chorus melodic, anthemic) Oh, the bells are ringing, calling out her name (her name) Sugar in the air and she’s addicted to the game Sugar-coated magic, frozen in a dream Waiting on the man behind the window for the cream (the cream?) Drip, drip, sliding down, a smile in her eyes She found her little piece of paradise. (Shh) (Bridge - Slow, stripped back, just bass and snaps) It’s topped with the crunch of the roasted nuts He filled up the center with the melted fudge She’s grabbing it, licking it, losing her mind Leaving every other little snack far behind It’s melting on her chin, going drip, drip, drip She’s savoring the moment, every single tip. (Guitar/Synth Solo - high energy) (Chorus - Full volume, ad-libs) Oh, the bells are ringing, calling out her name (her name) Sugar in the air and she’s addicted to the game Sugar-coated magic, frozen in a dream Waiting on the man behind the window for the cream (the cream?) Drip, drip, sliding down, a smile in her eyes She found her little piece of paradise. (Shh) (Outro) She wipes it off and grins Yeah, she wipes it off and grins... (Drip, drip, drip) Man, you shoulda got a food truck. (Shh)

Sugar-coated Magic