May I Borrow Some Sugar from You

You don’t know me from Adam, madam

May I introduce myself to you?

I live one floor down below

I hear and know almost everything you do

I used to hear four feet dancing

Now I’m counting only two

May I borrow some sugar from you?

You can call me nosy neighbor

I’ll admit it’s mostly truth

But it’s hard to satisfy a craving

Can you relate to an old sweet tooth?

Because coffee all alone every morning

Makes a bitter tasting brew

Can I borrow some sugar from you?

Don’t know how I got this feeling

Maybe it’s because your floor is my ceiling

At times I wish it would just crash on through

You don’t know me from Adam, madam

May I introduce myself to you?

I live one floor down below

I hear and know almost everything you do

I used to hear four feet dancing

Now I’m counting only two

May I borrow some sugar from you?