Lyrics Coverdale•Page – Saccharin

I like sugar in my woman more than saccharine
Sweet as molasses but you’re low-down dirty
You’re pretty as a picture and dressed so fine
Baby, when you walk you turn my blood to wine

Bless my soul, honey, tell me it ain’t true
A city full of angels, I fall in love with you
I gave you all I had to give, you wanted more
In everything you gave to me and all I had before

Saccharine

Someone told me you was out all night
Teasing boys and causing fights
All I get from you is trouble and strife
But you sweet talk me, baby, and you’re as sharp as a carpet knife, knife

We all lie sometimes but that’s how you start
With the lord’s breath on your honey lips and the devil in your cheating heart
You want somebody who loves you and I ain’t anymore
Baby, you’re the original good time had by all

You can call me a son of a bitch
Mama, your touch is mean
Saccharine
Saccharine

So you rock me, baby, but you roll me, too
Give it to me one more time and I’ll strong arm you
I’m only flesh and blood, skin and bone
So you better start looking for another stepping stone

You can call me a son of a bitch
Mama, your touch is mean
Saccharine
Saccharine
Saccharine