How inspired the creator was when he made the woman
Oh, how good that he entrusted her to let herself be loved
And brought to the world that honey, that must be her name
And gifted men with a little sugar for their coffee

What? What? What was it? What was it?
A little sugar for the coffee
What? What? What was it? What was it?
A little sugar for the coffee

And what a beautiful variety, so much to choose from
And I don't care which one, as long as it's a woman
And there's no gold or diamond that compares to her love
There, the bravest, the most handsome, and the best surrender

What? What? What was it? What was it?
The most handsome and the best
What? What? What was it? What was it?
The most handsome and the best

From Adam's rib, listen, God made the woman
And gifted men a little bone to gnaw on
How delightful it is to be cold and snuggle up to a woman
How good is the shameless one when she lets herself be loved

What? What? What was it? What was it?
When she lets herself be loved
What? But what? What? Tell me, what was it?
When she lets herself be loved

How do you like it, a little sugar for the coffee
Honey, that must be her name because they sweeten men with their love
How do you like it, a little sugar for the coffee
Whoever has his own should take good care of her, if you have a shop, you should tend to it

How do you like it, a little sugar for the coffee
Oh, because the one who doesn't tend to his shop can lose it, lose it
How do you like it, a little sugar for the coffee
When, when the afternoon fades, the shadow is reborn grinding coffee

How do you like it, a little sugar for the coffee
I, I want them to give, to give, to give
Sugar, let them give, let them give, let them give
How do you like it, a little sugar for the coffee
How do you like sugar, sugar

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