Sweet Sweet Sweet

written by: Miles Zuniga & Jeff Groves

© 2006 The Small Stars

You make the sunflowers bloom
You make the clocks run late
You make the waiters wait
I thought I was immune
But you got me all strung out
You got me thinking about

Your Mona Lisa smile
Your oddball sense of style
Muscle Man claims to be your friend
But you should be here with me

sweet sweet sweet
sweet sweet sweet
sweet sweet sweet

You make the policemen wail
Hotter than a stolen car
Cool as a cucumber
I'm breaking you out of jail
Climb down on rope or sheets
'Cause you're so sweet sweet sweet

Feels like New Years' Eve
Whenever you're with me
Sweet as champagne 
Or summer rain
Well I think it's plain to see

You're sweet sweet sweet
sweet sweet sweet
sweet sweet sweet

Words
They ain't doing much
I need to feel your touch
To know that I'm alive
Get in the car and drive
I'm gonna drive all night
Won't stop 'til I arrive
At your door

sweet sweet sweet
Oh, you're sweet sweet sweet
sweet sweet sweet
sweet sweet sweet
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sweet sweet sweet
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sweet sweet sweet
(La la la la la la la la la)
Oh, you're sweet sweet sweet
(La la la la la la la la la)
Oh, to me