Well i got sweets
And i got treats
And i roll them with the sands
And i just fire up my feet

When that ghost ship towing down
These wide open streets
Oh lord, i need my sweets

Well i ain't got no big fancy house
Ain't got no fancy car
I don't take my holidays in polynesior
Everywhere i ever go
And everyone i meet, oh lord
They all want my sweets

Well some people they go up
And others they go down
Some people they go sideways
Or end up spinning all the way round

Well i got sweets
And i got treats
And i roll them with the sands
And i just flap them with my feet

When that ghost ship towing down
These wide open streets
Oh no, i need my sweets

Well i ain't got no big fancy house
Ain't got no fancy car
I don't take my holidays in polynesior
Everywhere i ever go
And everyone i meet, oh lord
They all want my sweets

But everywhere i ever go
And everyone i meet, oh lord
They're begging for my sweets