Sugar how you get so fly? Got me lifted, driftin' higher than the ceiling Before you play with fire, do think twice Sugar, how you get so fly? But sugar, how you get so fly? Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, hey She got cherry lips, angel eyes

Oh woah oh oh woah oh Sing it for the people like us, the people like us Oh, people like us we've gotta stick together It's hard to get high when you're living on the bottom We are all misfits living in a world on fire Everybody wants to throw it all

You better hope you're not alone It will defeat you then teach you to get back up After it takes away all that You learn to love Higher than your heart Hope you're not alone Your shadow walks faster than you

This city never looked so good Street lights on fire Couldn't get much higher This city never looked so good the way it's lookin' so good on you yeah Ohh, singin' ohh This city never looked so good the way it's lookin' so good on you Your hands in my

Ooh, now I'll never get over you until I find something new Biddy-da-dum, boo'd up Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo'd up That get me high like you do, yeah yeah That get me high like you do Listen my to heart go ba-dum, boo'd up Biddy-da-dum it just won't

Got a strange magic Oh, it's a strange magic Strange magic Oh, what a strange magic I get a strange magic You're sailing softly through the sun In a broken stone age dawn You fly so high You're walking meadows in my mind

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Can we get much higher? So high Can we get much higher? You might think you've peeped the scene You haven't The real one is far to mean The wattered down, the one you know Was made up centuries ago

We go where no one goes We slow for no one Get out of our way Let the wind carry us To the clouds, hurry up, alright We can travel so far As our eyes can see Awake in the sky We break up so high, alright

Way up on Bear Creek, watching the sun go down Well, it makes me feel like I'm on my last go 'round If you stay up on Bear Creek, you'll get like Jesse James I'm going high, high, up on some lonesome hill Well, the water up on Bear Creek, tastes like

Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you Ayo, I'm tired of using technology Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (so), I got to give it to her Baby this a new age, you like my new craze Let's get together