Sucra Poppa Lyrics & Chords By Bruce Mcculloch

I need my
Don't pout
I got to have my
? phone
Sucra poppa
I know
Sucra poppa
I hear you
Sucra poppa

Ah, I'm sucra poppa

Sucra poppa, I need a new wig
Here we go
It helps keep me alive
Oh
And, on your way, pick up some cigs
Ugh, I feel fat
Not you, you're so beautiful

I bought a dress an hour ago
The store called me
But I can't wear something so old
You shouldn't use my card without asking
Sucra poppa, don't make me wear it
Ugh
Oh, and while you're at it, buy me a parrot
A parrot?
Sucra poppa, when you go away
Why a parrot?
I feel so ashamed
I know, I know
Sucra poppa, when I speak your name
I wanna hear it
Graah, sucra poppa!

You know that I work all the time
You know the value of a dime
You're just trying to be full of rage
You only act a third of my age
And you're half my age

Seems like my landlord needs the rent
Every month
Huh, so...

I need my
Sucra poppa
Oh, money, yes, of course
Got to have my
Sucra poppa
(sigh)
I need my
Sucra poppa right now
Have you ever had any money ever?

Oh, all I want is what I want, merde, merde, merde
Look at me, I'm obsessed, ?, what a mess,
Sucra poppa, don't look mean, you should know what I need
You know, you're always wearing things tight and I know you don't like to carry a wallet, but you, young lady, don't know the value of a dollar and the pressure that I'm under
Foutre, sucra poppa, foutre, sucra poppa
Merde, merde, merde
Foutre, sucra poppa, foutre, sucra poppa
Merde
Oh, don't pout, you can be, oh, you're a little animal, you're like a muskrat

Are you still mad?
No
Good
The night's so long, my dress is so short
Let's go out
Okay, my car is waiting, I have a champagne
How about we kiss first?
Oh, sucra poppa, don't be silly