Butterscotch

Black widow and white wood

The darkness of a forest eerily returns

To stagger drunk like mud

Taking swings at your woman

Run!

Why does butterscotch taste so good?

And we can't have any

But we must, we should

Why does sugar cane taste so good?

Even though sugar can only do ya harm

You remind me of baseball

Tow trucks and the movies

Look sweet as to deliver me milk

Almost frozen on those wintry mornings

Don't slip, Mr. Mailman

Watch out for my dog!

Why does kissin' you feel so good?

Even though it ain't allowed

I know it sure damn should

Why does holdin' hands feel so right?

Got a bruise on my pinky ring from holdin' too tight

Black diamonds swoon the corner

Make it sparkle

It's all for sale

Pushin' snow on the summer kids

Lewd remarks lowering

Lick the lips, mischievous

Lick the lips, mischievous

Skittles are the rainbow

And every color's popular

Though red gets the most invitations

To the junior high celebrations

And I'll go alone, I don't care

'Cause rainbow's not my favorite color

I'll go alone, I don't care

It's not my favorite color

Why does butterscotch taste so good?

And we can't have any

But we must, we should

And why does sugar cane taste so good?

Even though sugar can only do ya harm

I'll go alone, I don't care

It's not my favorite color

Black widow and white wood