May I Borrow Some Sugar From You
Chips Moman -Bobby Emmons
You don’t know me from Adam, madam
May I introduce myself to you?
I live one floor down below
I hear and know almost everything you do
Chorus 1:
I used to hear four feet dancing
Now I’m counting only two
May I borrow some sugar from you?
You can call me nosy neighbor
I’ll admit that it’s mostly truth
But it’s hard to satisfy a cravin’
Can you relate to my old sweet tooth?
Chorus 2:
‘Cause coffee all alone in the mornin’
Makes a bitter tastin’ brew
May I borrow some sugar from you?
Bridge:
Don’t know how I got his feeling
Maybe it’s because your floor is my ceiling
At times I wish it would come crashing through
Cause coffee all alone every mornin’
Makes a bitter tastin’ brew
May I borrow some sugar from you