You Put the Sugar in My Bowl

You put the sugar in my bowl And the pep in my step The way my hips just want to roll And the catch in my breath Like a bolt out of the blue You got me weak in the knees Doin' that thing you do You got me beggin', "Papa, please" Nobody fits me like you do Not one man measures up Nobody gets me like you do Or knows how to fill my pleasure cup Well, they try and they fail No matter what the style There's only one runner goes that extra mile Nobody fits me like you do Not one man measures up Now there's them that say a woman doesn't know her own mind She must be meek and biddable, graceful and kind She mustn't ask for what she wants the whole night long Well, there's them that like to say that, and them that are wrong You put the pepper in my dish And the joie in my de vivre You're the key to every wish And the cure to my fever (yeah) You light a fire in my belly Put a shiver in my soul You're the toast to my jelly, baby And the butter in my roll Nobody fits me like you do Not one man measures up Nobody gets me like you do Or knows how to fill my pleasure cup Well, they try and they fail No matter what the style There's only one runner goes that extra mile Nobody fits me like you do Not one man measures up Not one man measures up Not one man measures up!