(Intro – talkbox + handclaps)
Talkbox: Ooh, baby… yeah, you got that…
Band hit: BAM!
(Verse 1)
Red light, green light, go—your hips just stole the show
Lip gloss shining like a neon candy store
One look, I’m hooked, need that sugar in my veins
Girl, you’re trouble, but I’m begging for the chains
(Pre-Chorus – rising funk guitar)
Heartbeat’s dancing to the bassline in your walk
I’m a fool for the flavor when you talk that talk
(Chorus – full band + horns)
You got that honey on the stereo, dripping slow
Turn me up, turn me on, never let me go
Sweet like sugar, hot like fire—burn me down
Play that body like a record, spin me ‘round
(Verse 2)
Sneakers on the dash, we’re cruising past the signs
Your laugh’s the hook that’s stuck inside my mind
Windows down, wind blowing kisses through your hair
Every mile with you feels like a millionaire
(Pre-Chorus – talkbox riff)
Talkbox: Ooh, you taste like…
I’m addicted to the rhythm of your stare
(Chorus – bigger, gang vocals)
You got that honey on the stereo, dripping slow
Turn me up, turn me on, never let me go
Sweet like sugar, hot like fire—burn me down
Play that body like a record, spin me ‘round
(Bridge – funky breakdown)
Call & response:
Band: Break it down now!
Vocal: Uh!
Horns: BA-BA!
Scratch: Spin that back—gimme some more!
(Final Chorus – max energy, key change ↑)
You got that honey on the stereo—louder now!
Crank it up, light it up, show me how
Sweet like sugar, wild like lightning—strike me twice
You’re my favorite vice—play it all night!
(Outro – talkbox fade + final horn stab)
Talkbox: Sugar… sugar…
Band: WHAM!
Laughing: Yeah, I’m hooked.
