Sugar Man

There are shadows on the sidewalks

Of the city streets at night

The alleyways and ugly things

Are hidden from the light

Somewhere, son, my baby's

Gonna sell her soul again

Custom tailored lady-killer

They call, Sugar man

I searched the backstreet barrooms

Every cheap hotel

Asking for my baby

They all knew her well

Well, they said, she's out there working

For the wages of her sin

You wanna find your baby, baby

Look for Sugar man

Well, tonight I found her

On the sorry side of town

Lying cold upon the bed

Where she had laid her body down

I picked up the needle

That had fallen from her hand

And I stuck it through the money

She had made for Sugar man

There are shadows on the sidewalks

Of the city streets at night

The alleyways and ugly things

Are hidden from the light

But the sun's gonna shine tomorrow

On some dirty garbage cans

And a custom tailored lady-killer

They called Sugar man