I don't want your sugar and spice, sugar and spice. I don't want your sugar and spice, sugar and spice. Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh.
And the beat goes on, drone drone like a metronome. Day in and day out I know how the story gonna go. Typical, typical, tongue tied and weak willed. Stuck on the sedative, evidently to sleep well.