Track byBenny Goodman Quartet
I saw my picture on a carton of milk And I laughed and thought I'm not lost I'm just sick I left my house and you beckoned me again With your earthquake ass, you know me Sugar The boys they smile and finger their clubs You nod your head I look away The shouts from the windows are loud and clear The whole world knows exactly what I am Sugar At night I'm sweating bullets I die a million times in my dreams, I don't know why