[{"id":21064188,"name":"Kid Rock - Sugar","trackName":"Kid Rock - Sugar","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Rock N Roll Jesus","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hard to remember, if anything was real\nCold like December and I don't like how that feels\nI been livin' a long time\nI been givin' a long time too\nAnd I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\nBut time has brought me back around, back around to me\nAnd I feel so free...\nYeah...\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nBad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\nI gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\nI'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\nAnd I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\nGot rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\nI'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\nI'm back in black and if ya have to ask\nYou can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nHot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\nAround the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\nSugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\nAnd that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\nNo jive, I come alive like Frampton\nI'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\nCramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\nBut I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\nThey call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\nJock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\nReal life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\nI like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\nSo I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\nFuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\nFuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\nI'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\nHuh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Kid Rock - Sugar\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Rock N Roll Jesus\n duration_ms: 225000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Hard to remember, if anything was real\n Cold like December and I don't like how that feels\n I been livin' a long time\n I been givin' a long time too\n And I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\n But time has brought me back around, back around to me\n And I feel so free...\n Yeah...\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Bad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\n I gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\n I'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\n And I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\n Got rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\n I'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\n I'm back in black and if ya have to ask\n You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Hot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\n Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\n Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\n And that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\n No jive, I come alive like Frampton\n I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\n Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\n But I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\n They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\n Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\n Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\n I like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\n So I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\n Fuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\n Fuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\n I'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\n Huh\n"},{"id":35377149,"name":"Sugar Pie Honey Bunch.flac/Kid Rock","trackName":"Sugar Pie Honey Bunch.flac/Kid Rock","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Sweet Southern Sugar [Explicit]","duration":251.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I can't help myself\n\nSugar pie, honey bunch\nYou know that I love you\nI can't help myself\nI love you and nobody else\n\nIn and out my life\nYou come and you go\nLeaving just your picture behind\nAnd I kissed it a thousand times\n\nWhen you snap your finger or wink your eye\nI come runnin' to you\nI'm tied to your apron strings\nAnd there's nothing that I can do\n\nI can't help myself\nNo, I can't help myself\n\n'Cause sugar pie, honey bunch\nI'm weaker than a man should be\nI can't help myself\nI'm a fool in love, you see\n\nWanna tell you I don't love you\nTell you that we're through and I've tried\nEvery time I see your face\nI get all choked up inside\n\nWhen I call your name, girl, it starts a flame\nBurnin' in my heart, tearing it all apart\nNo matter how I try, my love, I cannot hide\n\n'Cause sugar pie, honey bunch\nYou know that I'm waiting for you\nI can't help myself\nI love you and nobody else\n\nSugar pie, honey bunch\nI'd do anything you ask me to\nI can't help myself\nI want you and nobody else\n\nSugar pie, honey bunch\nYou know that I love you\nI can't help myself\nNo, I can't help myself","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] I can't help myself\n[00:19.38] Sugar pie, honey bunch\n[00:22.47] You know that I love you\n[00:27.16] I can't help myself\n[00:30.34] I love you and nobody else\n[00:36.14] In and out my life\n[00:39.01] You come and you go\n[00:42.89] Leaving just your picture behind\n[00:46.64] And I kissed it a thousand times\n[00:52.49] When you snap your finger or wink your eye\n[00:56.13] I come runnin' to you\n[00:59.79] I'm tied to your apron strings\n[01:03.52] And there's nothing that I can do\n[01:08.76] I can't help myself\n[01:12.16] No, I can't help myself\n[01:17.17] 'Cause sugar pie, honey bunch\n[01:20.42] I'm weaker than a man should be\n[01:25.25] I can't help myself\n[01:28.54] I'm a fool in love, you see\n[01:33.52] Wanna tell you I don't love you\n[01:35.95] Tell you that we're through and I've tried\n[01:40.71] Every time I see your face\n[01:45.00] I get all choked up inside\n[01:50.41] When I call your name, girl, it starts a flame\n[01:54.43] Burnin' in my heart, tearing it all apart\n[01:58.33] No matter how I try, my love, I cannot hide\n[02:02.70] 'Cause sugar pie, honey bunch\n[02:06.08] You know that I'm waiting for you\n[02:10.88] I can't help myself\n[02:13.76] I love you and nobody else\n[02:19.70] Sugar pie, honey bunch\n[02:22.03] I'd do anything you ask me to\n[02:27.34] I can't help myself\n[02:30.37] I want you and nobody else\n[02:36.09] Sugar pie, honey bunch\n[02:39.09] You know that I love you\n[02:43.80] I can't help myself\n[02:47.39] No, I can't help myself\n[02:53.46] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sugar Pie Honey Bunch.flac/Kid Rock\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Sweet Southern Sugar [Explicit]\n duration_ms: 251000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I can't help myself\n start_ms: 70\n end_ms: 19380\n- text: Sugar pie, honey bunch\n start_ms: 19380\n end_ms: 22470\n- text: You know that I love you\n start_ms: 22470\n end_ms: 27160\n- text: I can't help myself\n start_ms: 27160\n end_ms: 30340\n- text: I love you and nobody else\n start_ms: 30340\n end_ms: 36140\n- text: In and out my life\n start_ms: 36140\n end_ms: 39010\n- text: You come and you go\n start_ms: 39010\n end_ms: 42890\n- text: Leaving just your picture behind\n start_ms: 42890\n end_ms: 46640\n- text: And I kissed it a thousand 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apart\n No matter how I try, my love, I cannot hide\n\n 'Cause sugar pie, honey bunch\n You know that I'm waiting for you\n I can't help myself\n I love you and nobody else\n\n Sugar pie, honey bunch\n I'd do anything you ask me to\n I can't help myself\n I want you and nobody else\n\n Sugar pie, honey bunch\n You know that I love you\n I can't help myself\n No, I can't help myself\n"},{"id":23799581,"name":"Sugar","trackName":"Sugar","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Kid Rock Rock N Roll Jesus","duration":224.88,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hard to remember, if anything was real\nCold like December and I don't like how that feels\nI been livin' a long time\nI been givin' a long time too\nAnd I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\nBut time has brought me back around, back around to me\nAnd I feel so free...\nYeah...\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nBad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\nI gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\nI'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\nAnd I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\nGot rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\nI'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\nI'm back in black and if ya have to ask\nYou can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nHot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\nAround the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\nSugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\nAnd that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\nNo jive, I come alive like Frampton\nI'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\nCramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\nBut I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\nThey call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\nJock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\nReal life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\nI like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\nSo I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\nFuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\nFuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\nI'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\nHuh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sugar\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Kid Rock Rock N Roll Jesus\n duration_ms: 224880\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Hard to remember, if anything was real\n Cold like December and I don't like how that feels\n I been livin' a long time\n I been givin' a long time too\n And I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\n But time has brought me back around, back around to me\n And I feel so free...\n Yeah...\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Bad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\n I gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\n I'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\n And I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\n Got rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\n I'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\n I'm back in black and if ya have to ask\n You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Hot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\n Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\n Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\n And that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\n No jive, I come alive like Frampton\n I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\n Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\n But I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\n They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\n Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\n Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\n I like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\n So I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\n Fuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\n Fuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\n I'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\n Huh\n"},{"id":35634638,"name":"American Rock 'n Roll.flac/Kid Rock","trackName":"American Rock 'n Roll.flac/Kid Rock","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Sweet Southern Sugar [Explicit]","duration":275.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Midnight ridin' in my old two-seater, rollin' down the boulevard\nThe 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soul\nAmerican rock 'n' roll\n\nMidnight ridin' in my old two-seater, rollin' down the boulevard\nThe headlights shinin' on rusty fences as I pass the rail yard (mm-hm)\n(Whoa, whoa-oh) ooh\nAnd it's got me feelin' like (yeah, yeah)\n(Whoa, whoa-oh)\n(Hey, yeah-yeah)\n\nWe go wide open (whoa, oh-oh), it's a pedal down kinda thing (whoa, oh-oh)\nA little bit of delta blues, a little blue suede shoes\nA sweet emotion rainin' all over me (whoa, oh-oh)\nAnd give me that heart and that soul\nAmerican rock 'n' roll (whoa, oh-oh), oh-whoa (whoa, oh-oh)\nAmerican rock 'n' roll (whoa, oh-oh), oh-whoa (whoa, oh-oh)\nAmerican rock 'n' roll (whoa, oh-oh), oh-whoa (whoa, oh-oh)\n(Whoa, oh-oh)\n(Whoa, oh-oh) American rock 'n' roll","syncedLyrics":"[00:20.35] Midnight ridin' in my old two-seater, rollin' down the boulevard\n[00:26.98] The headlights shinin' on rusty fences as I pass the rail yard\n[00:33.49] In black leather jacket on a Friday night\n[00:36.85] Fire up the lighter and a Lucky Strike\n[00:39.94] The radio's sayin', \"Take a walk on the wild side\"\n[00:44.54] And it's got me feelin' like\n[00:47.34] (Whoa, oh-oh)\n[00:50.54] (Whoa, oh-oh)\n[00:52.88] We go wide open, it's a pedal-down kinda thing (thing)\n[00:58.64] A little bit of mo-town smooth, a little bit of Memphis blues\n[01:05.81] A sweet emotion rainin' all over me (me)\n[01:11.57] And give me that heart and that soul\n[01:17.32] American rock 'n' roll\n[01:25.12] I can see the banner on the courthouse flyin', proud red, white, and blue\n[01:31.64] I can see her waivin' on the corner, smilin', 'cause she feels just like I do\n[01:38.86] And now she's sittin' right next to me\n[01:42.17] Everything's how it oughta be\n[01:45.39] Bein' young in the land of the free\n[01:49.48] And she's got me feelin' like\n[01:52.22] (Whoa, oh-oh)\n[01:55.42] (Whoa, oh-oh)\n[01:57.88] We go wide open, it's a pedal-down kinda thing (thing)\n[02:03.48] A little bit of Folsom blues, a little gangster smooth\n[02:10.70] A sweet emotion rainin' all over me (me)\n[02:16.40] And give me that heart and that soul\n[02:22.06] American rock 'n' roll\n[02:24.00] \n[02:56.23] Midnight ridin' in my old two-seater, rollin' down the boulevard\n[03:02.66] The headlights shinin' on rusty fences as I pass the rail yard (mm-hm)\n[03:10.12] (Whoa, whoa-oh) ooh\n[03:13.85] And it's got me feelin' like (yeah, yeah)\n[03:16.55] (Whoa, whoa-oh)\n[03:19.08] (Hey, yeah-yeah)\n[03:22.17] We go wide open (whoa, oh-oh), it's a pedal down kinda thing (whoa, oh-oh)\n[03:27.76] A little bit of delta blues, a little blue suede shoes\n[03:35.07] A sweet emotion rainin' all over me (whoa, oh-oh)\n[03:40.86] And give me that heart and that soul\n[03:46.42] American rock 'n' roll (whoa, oh-oh), oh-whoa (whoa, oh-oh)\n[03:53.01] American rock 'n' roll (whoa, oh-oh), oh-whoa (whoa, oh-oh)\n[03:59.55] American rock 'n' roll (whoa, oh-oh), oh-whoa (whoa, oh-oh)\n[04:08.64] (Whoa, oh-oh)\n[04:11.58] (Whoa, oh-oh) American rock 'n' roll\n[04:14.25] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: American Rock 'n Roll.flac/Kid Rock\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Sweet Southern Sugar [Explicit]\n duration_ms: 275000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Midnight ridin' in my old two-seater, rollin' down the boulevard\n start_ms: 20350\n end_ms: 26980\n- text: The headlights shinin' on rusty fences as I pass the rail yard\n start_ms: 26980\n end_ms: 33490\n- text: In black leather jacket on a Friday night\n start_ms: 33490\n end_ms: 36850\n- text: Fire up the lighter and a Lucky Strike\n start_ms: 36850\n end_ms: 39940\n- text: The radio's sayin', \"Take a walk on the wild side\"\n start_ms: 39940\n end_ms: 44540\n- text: And it's got me feelin' like\n start_ms: 44540\n end_ms: 47340\n- text: (Whoa, oh-oh)\n start_ms: 47340\n end_ms: 50540\n- text: (Whoa, oh-oh)\n start_ms: 50540\n end_ms: 52880\n- text: We go wide open, it's a pedal-down kinda thing (thing)\n start_ms: 52880\n end_ms: 58640\n- text: A little bit 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nobody else\n In and out my life\n You come and you go\n Leaving just your picture behind\n And I kissed it a thousand times\n When you snap your finger or wink your eye\n I come a-running to you\n I'm tied to your apron strings\n And there's nothing that I can do\n I can't help myself\n No, I can't help myself\n 'Cause sugar pie, honey bunch\n I'm weaker than a man should be\n I can't help myself\n I'm a fool in love, you see\n Wanna tell you I don't love you\n Tell you that we're through\n And I've tried\n Every time I see your face\n I get all choked up inside\n When I call your name\n Girl, it starts a flame\n Burning in my heart, tearing it all apart\n No matter how I try, my love I cannot hide\n Sugar pie, honey bunch\n You know that I'm waiting for you (waiting for you)\n I can't help myself\n I love you and nobody else\n Sugar pie, honey bunch\n I'd do anything you ask me to\n I can't help myself\n I want you and nobody else\n Sugar pie, honey bunch\n You know that I love you\n I can't help myself\n No, I can't help myself\n"},{"id":34711441,"name":"Sugar","trackName":"Sugar","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Rock & Roll Jesus","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hard to remember, if anything was real\nCold like December and I don't like how that feels\nI been livin' a long time\nI been givin' a long time too\nAnd I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\nBut time has brought me back around, back around to me\nAnd I feel so free...\nYeah...\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nBad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\nI gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\nI'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\nAnd I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\nGot rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\nI'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\nI'm back in black and if ya have to ask\nYou can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nHot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\nAround the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\nSugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\nAnd that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\nNo jive, I come alive like Frampton\nI'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\nCramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\nBut I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\nThey call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\nJock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\nReal life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\nI like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\nSo I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\nFuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\nFuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\nI'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\nHuh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sugar\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Rock & Roll Jesus\n duration_ms: 225000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Hard to remember, if anything was real\n Cold like December and I don't like how that feels\n I been livin' a long time\n I been givin' a long time too\n And I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\n But time has brought me back around, back around to me\n And I feel so free...\n Yeah...\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Bad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\n I gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\n I'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\n And I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\n Got rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\n I'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\n I'm back in black and if ya have to ask\n You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Hot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\n Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\n Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\n And that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\n No jive, I come alive like Frampton\n I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\n Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\n But I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\n They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\n Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\n Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\n I like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\n So I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\n Fuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\n Fuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\n I'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\n Huh\n"},{"id":468577,"name":"Sugar","trackName":"Sugar","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Rock N Roll Jesus","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hard to remember, if anything was real\nCold like December and I don't like how that feels\nI been livin' a long time\nI been givin' a long time too\nAnd I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\nBut time has brought me back around, back around to me\nAnd I feel so free...\nYeah...\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nBad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\nI gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\nI'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\nAnd I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\nGot rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\nI'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\nI'm back in black and if ya have to ask\nYou can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nHot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\nAround the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\nSugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\nAnd that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\nNo jive, I come alive like Frampton\nI'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\nCramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\nBut I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\nThey call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\nJock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\nReal life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\nI like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\nSo I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\nFuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\nFuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\nI'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\nHuh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sugar\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Rock N Roll Jesus\n duration_ms: 225000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Hard to remember, if anything was real\n Cold like December and I don't like how that feels\n I been livin' a long time\n I been givin' a long time too\n And I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\n But time has brought me back around, back around to me\n And I feel so free...\n Yeah...\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Bad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\n I gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\n I'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\n And I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\n Got rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\n I'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\n I'm back in black and if ya have to ask\n You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Hot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\n Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\n Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\n And that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\n No jive, I come alive like Frampton\n I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\n Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\n But I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\n They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\n Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\n Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\n I like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\n So I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\n Fuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\n Fuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\n I'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\n Huh\n"},{"id":24974356,"name":"Sugar","trackName":"Sugar","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Rock N Roll Jesus","duration":227.851875,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hard to remember, if anything was real\nCold like December and I don't like how that feels\nI been livin' a long time\nI been givin' a long time too\nAnd I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\nBut time has brought me back around, back around to me\nAnd I feel so free...\nYeah...\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nBad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\nI gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\nI'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\nAnd I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\nGot rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\nI'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\nI'm back in black and if ya have to ask\nYou can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nHot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\nAround the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\nSugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\nAnd that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\nNo jive, I come alive like Frampton\nI'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\nCramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\nBut I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\nThey call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\nJock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\nReal life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\nI like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\nSo I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\nFuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\nFuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\nI'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\nHuh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sugar\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Rock N Roll Jesus\n duration_ms: 227852\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Hard to remember, if anything was real\n Cold like December and I don't like how that feels\n I 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(\"Cowboy\")\n No jive, I come alive like Frampton\n I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\n Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\n But I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\n They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\n Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\n Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\n I like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\n So I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\n Fuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\n Fuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\n I'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\n Huh\n"},{"id":21375618,"name":"Sugar","trackName":"Sugar","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Rock And Roll 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gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Hot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\n Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\n Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\n And that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\n No jive, I come alive like Frampton\n I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\n Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\n But I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\n They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\n Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\n Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\n I like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\n So I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\n Fuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\n Fuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\n I'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\n Huh\n"},{"id":21752612,"name":"Sugar","trackName":"Sugar","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Rock n Roll Jesus","duration":218.856,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hard to remember, if anything was real\nCold like December and I don't like how that feels\nI been livin' a long time\nI been givin' a long time too\nAnd I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\nBut time has brought me back around, back around to me\nAnd I feel so free...\nYeah...\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nBad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\nI gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\nI'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\nAnd I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\nGot rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\nI'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\nI'm back in black and if ya have to ask\nYou can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nHot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\nAround the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\nSugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\nAnd that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\nNo jive, I come alive like Frampton\nI'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\nCramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\nBut I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\nThey call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\nJock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\nReal life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\nI like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\nSo I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\nFuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\nFuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\nI'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\nHuh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sugar\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Rock n Roll Jesus\n duration_ms: 218856\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Hard to remember, if anything was real\n Cold like December and I don't like how that feels\n I been livin' a long time\n I been givin' a long time too\n And I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\n But time has brought me back around, back around to me\n And I feel so free...\n Yeah...\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Bad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\n I gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\n I'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\n And I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\n Got rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\n I'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\n I'm back in black and if ya have to ask\n You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Hot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\n Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\n Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\n And that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\n No jive, I come alive like Frampton\n I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\n Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\n But I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\n They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\n Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\n Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\n I like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\n So I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\n Fuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\n Fuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\n I'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\n Huh\n"},{"id":36565426,"name":"Sugar","trackName":"Sugar","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Rock n Roll Jesus","duration":192.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hard to remember, if anything was real\nCold like December and I don't like how that feels\nI been livin' a long time\nI been givin' a long time too\nAnd I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\nBut time has brought me back around, back around to me\nAnd I feel so free...\nYeah...\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nBad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\nI gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\nI'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\nAnd I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\nGot rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\nI'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\nI'm back in black and if ya have to ask\nYou can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nHot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\nAround the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\nSugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\nAnd that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\nNo jive, I come alive like Frampton\nI'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\nCramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\nBut I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\nThey call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\nJock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\nReal life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\nI like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\nSo I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\nFuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\nFuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\nI'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\nHuh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sugar\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Rock n Roll Jesus\n duration_ms: 192000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Hard to remember, if anything was real\n Cold like December and I don't like how that feels\n I been livin' a long time\n I been givin' a long time too\n And I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\n But time has brought me back around, back around to me\n And I feel so free...\n Yeah...\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Bad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\n I gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\n I'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\n And I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\n Got rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\n I'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\n I'm back in black and if ya have to ask\n You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Hot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\n Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\n Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\n And that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\n No jive, I come alive like Frampton\n I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\n Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\n But I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\n They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\n Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\n Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\n I like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\n So I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\n Fuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\n Fuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\n I'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\n Huh\n"},{"id":27581159,"name":"Sugar","trackName":"Sugar","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Rock N Roll Jesus","duration":224.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hard to remember, if anything was real\nCold like December and I don't like how that feels\nI been livin' a long time\nI been givin' a long time too\nAnd I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\nBut time has brought me back around, back around to me\nAnd I feel so free...\nYeah...\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nBad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\nI gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\nI'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\nAnd I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\nGot rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\nI'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\nI'm back in black and if ya have to ask\nYou can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nHot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\nAround the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\nSugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\nAnd that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\nNo jive, I come alive like Frampton\nI'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\nCramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\nBut I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\nThey call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\nJock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\nReal life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\nI like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\nSo I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\nFuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\nFuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\nI'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\nHuh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sugar\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Rock N Roll Jesus\n duration_ms: 224000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Hard to remember, if anything was real\n Cold like December and I don't like how that feels\n I been livin' a long time\n I been givin' a long time too\n And I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\n But time has brought me back around, back around to me\n And I feel so free...\n Yeah...\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Bad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\n I gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\n I'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\n And I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\n Got rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\n I'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\n I'm back in black and if ya have to ask\n You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Hot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\n Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\n Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\n And that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\n No jive, I come alive like Frampton\n I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\n Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\n But I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\n They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\n Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\n Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\n I like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\n So I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\n Fuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\n Fuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\n I'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\n Huh\n"},{"id":27251881,"name":"Sugar","trackName":"Sugar","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Rock n Roll Jesus","duration":233.256,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hard to remember, if anything was real\nCold like December and I don't like how that feels\nI been livin' a long time\nI been givin' a long time too\nAnd I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\nBut time has brought me back around, back around to me\nAnd I feel so free...\nYeah...\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nBad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\nI gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\nI'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\nAnd I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\nGot rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\nI'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\nI'm back in black and if ya have to ask\nYou can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nHot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\nAround the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\nSugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\nAnd that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\nNo jive, I come alive like Frampton\nI'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\nCramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\nBut I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\nThey call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\nJock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\nReal life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\nI like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\nSo I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\nFuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\nFuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\nI'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\nHuh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sugar\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Rock n Roll Jesus\n duration_ms: 233256\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Hard to remember, if anything was real\n Cold like December and I don't like how that feels\n I been livin' a long time\n I been givin' a long time too\n And I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\n But time has brought me back around, back around to me\n And I feel so free...\n Yeah...\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Bad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\n I gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\n I'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\n And I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\n Got rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\n I'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\n I'm back in black and if ya have to ask\n You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Hot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\n Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\n Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\n And that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\n No jive, I come alive like Frampton\n I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\n Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\n But I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\n They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\n Jock the John Gottis, sock the 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planet\nHuh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sugar\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Rock n Roll Jesus 🅴\n duration_ms: 224880\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Hard to remember, if anything was real\n Cold like December and I don't like how that feels\n I been livin' a long time\n I been givin' a long time too\n And I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\n But time has brought me back around, back around to me\n And I feel so free...\n Yeah...\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Bad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\n I gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\n I'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\n And I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\n Got rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\n I'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\n I'm back in black and if ya have to ask\n You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Hot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\n Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\n Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\n And that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\n No jive, I come alive like Frampton\n I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\n Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\n But I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\n They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\n Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\n Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\n I like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\n So I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\n Fuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\n Fuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\n I'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\n Huh\n"},{"id":37009604,"name":"Sugar","trackName":"Sugar","artistName":"Kid Rock","albumName":"Rock N Roll Jesus 2007","duration":224.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hard to remember, if anything was real\nCold like December and I don't like how that feels\nI been livin' a long time\nI been givin' a long time too\nAnd I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\nBut time has brought me back around, back around to me\nAnd I feel so free...\nYeah...\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nBad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\nI gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\nI'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\nAnd I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\nGot rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\nI'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\nI'm back in black and if ya have to ask\nYou can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nHot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\nAround the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\nSugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\nAnd that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\nNo jive, I come alive like Frampton\nI'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\nCramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\nBut I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nSugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\nNow who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\nWhoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\nThey call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\nJock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\nReal life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\nI like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\nSo I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\nFuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\nFuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\nI'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\nHuh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Sugar\n artist: Kid Rock\n album: Rock N Roll Jesus 2007\n duration_ms: 224000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Hard to remember, if anything was real\n Cold like December and I don't like how that feels\n I been livin' a long time\n I been givin' a long time too\n And I can't believe I wasted so much time on you\n But time has brought me back around, back around to me\n And I feel so free...\n Yeah...\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Bad like Brutus, hit like Joe Louis\n I gots lots of cash but I'm not Jewish\n I'm not no nudist, I'm fully clothed\n And I fuck hot pussy until it's cold\n Got rhymes of gold, Got a voice of platinum\n I'm not Dwayne Wayne but that's what's happening\n I'm back in black and if ya have to ask\n You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Hot like a toddie, smooth like Mondovi\n Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby\n Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy\n And that's why they call me (\"Cowboy\")\n No jive, I come alive like Frampton\n I'm bigger than Seinfeld's house in the Hamptons\n Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best\n But I ain't (met a muthafucka who can do that yet)\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Sugar tonight, Sugar tonight\n\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight\n Whoo hoo, whoo hoo\n\n They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties\n Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzis\n Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee\n I like stars and bars, but I ain't no Nazi\n So I'll fuck you, fuck you in the nose\n Fuck you in your flows, fuck you and your hoes\n Fuck you and your mother if you can't understand it\n I'm the illest muthafucker on the God damn planet\n Huh\n"}]