What I want is the cream of the crop,
Just what every man's vying for,
But them weaker men, knowing nothing but less,
Who don't see what you are is more.
They know that it's money they got,
'cause this money don't come for cheap.
Like them other girls, who go giving it up,
Thinking what tehy got go' get them hearts.
But you, your purity, and your mind, so enlightened, so high,
That you're out of their league.
But you should know, leave tehm boys with their toys,
Here's man who can see.
He don't make much of you honey,
But you're beautiful to me.
They don't make much of you darling,
But to me you are a queen.
He don't make much of you honey,
But you're beautiful to me.
They don't make much of you darling,
But to me you are a queen.
I can see tehm wondering.
What is about you this man loves?
Break the diamonds out their cases,
I know this one is the real one because...
She's got sugar on the inside,
Honey so sweet that money can't buy.
She's got sugar on the inside,
Loving so deep it never runs dry.
She's got sugar on the inside,
Honey so sweet that money can't buy.
She's got sugar on the inside,
Loving so deep it never runs dry.
