Sugar Rush |
Lead vocals by Greg, Matt, Frankie, Chris, and Jesse Words and music by Fredrik Thomander and Anders Wikstrom Copyright 2001 |
Whoa-oh-ooh-whoa-oh-oh, Yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah I get a high whenever you're around, sweepin' from my head to me toes I-I-I-I gotta get my feet back on the ground Cause you make me go outta my way, crossing the line Making me say what I have in mind You make me so excited, and I don't wanna fight it I start to blush, you are my sugar rush Ain't nothin' better, baby, is it for real or maybe? I'm losin' touch, you are my sugar rush I got a sweet tooth and a taste for you, and it might be too obvious but I (I-I) I can't help myself from what I do Cause you make me go outta my way, crossin' the line Makin' me say what I have in mind, whoa-oh-whoa-oh-oh-oh You make me so excited, and I don't wanna fight it I start to blush, you are my sugar rush Ain't nothin' better, baby, is it for real or maybe? I'm losin' touch, you are my sugar rush (You make) You make me so excited (I don't) And I don't wanna fight it (You are) I start to blush You are my sugar rush (Cause there ain't) Ain't nothin' better, baby (For re-eal) Is it for real or maybe? (You are) I'm losin' touch You are my sugar rush Baby you're my sugar rush, I get weak and talk too much You're the sweetest thing I ever tasted Baby you're my sugar rush, I get weak and too-ooh much Cause you make me go outta my way (Outta my way) Crossing the line (Crossing the line) Making me say what I have in mind (You make) You make me so excited (I don't) And I don't wanna fight it (You are) I start to blush You are my sugar rush (Cause there ain't) Ain't nothin' better, baby (For re-eal) Is it for real or maybe? (You are) I'm losin' touch You are my sugar rush Baby you're my sugar rush, I get weak and talk too much You're the sweetest thing I ever tasted (You are my sugar rush, baby) Baby you're my sugar rush, I get weak and talk too much You're the sweetest thing I ever tasted (You are my sugar rush, yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah) Baby you're my sugar rush, I get weak and talk too-ooh much You are my sugar ruh-uh-uh-ush |