I came downstairs and found the morning paper by my plate A glass of orange juice waitin' there for me I looked across the table and I saw the sweetest face And she smiled at me and then I heard to say Do you want sugar in your coffee honey on your toast Or baby would you rather that I hold you close Do you want scrambled eggs and bacon a bowl of shredded wheet Do you want sugar in your coffee or loving warm and sweet I watched her as she moved and knew that she was heaven sent I lived again sweet memories in my head I never knew real happiness or what it really meant Until my baby turned to me and said Do you want sugar in your coffee honey on your toast Or baby would you rather that I hold you close Do you want fingertips to touch you and kisses on your cheek Do you want sugar in your coffee or loving warm and sweet Do you want sugar in your coffee...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
