My Sugar Is So Refined - Johnny Mercer, The Pied Pipers

My sugar is so refined

SHe’s one o' them high-class kind

she doesn’t wear a hat, he wears a chapeau

she goes to see a cinema, but never a show

My sugar is so refined

she’s got a real high-class mind

she never buys a dress, it’s always a frock

she always winds his timepiece up, but never his clock

she says «tomahto"instead of «tomayto»

she says «potahto"instead of «potayto»

Well, you should see how she holds a cup of tea

Just two fingers while she sticks out three

My sugar is so refined

she’s one o' them high-class kind

she never shares a kiss, he lets our lips unite

But, oh, it feels like kissin' and each kiss is dynamite

I wonder what he thinks of each time I hold her tight

Oh, she’s so refined

My sugar is so refined

She’s one o' them high-class kind

she never shares a kiss, she lets our lips unite

But, oh, it feels like kissin' and each kiss is dynamite

I wonder what she thinks of each time I hold her tight

Oh, she’s so refined

Oh, she’s so refined

She says «banahna"instead of «bananna»

She says «piahno"instead of «pianna»

And you should see how she sits on her settee

With cake and coffee balanced on one knee