Priscilla says Sugar 

I know what love is,

and tomorrow's the end

of the summer.

Glances and blushes 

and wolves at the door

and Priscilla says Sugar 

times without number.

Lay down beside me and

I'll show you how, 

who loves you better, 

your mama or me.

The wolves at the door 

have waited all summer,

Priscilla says Sugar 

I know what you need.

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