Sweet Thing

Sweet thing
You make my gums bleed
You're my pretty thing
Because I love you

I'm gonna love you Monday, you're the start of my week
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, man, we're hitting a peak
But I love you best on Friday 'cause you're my weekend freak
My little sweet thing, a-woah, woah, woah
Yeah, you're my pretty thing
Because I love you

They're beaming hope out, baby, on the local airwaves
So tune into the one that offers hope and can save you
I love you in the morning when I wake and you're shaving
Oh, my sweet thing (Sweet thing), a-yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, you're my pretty thing (Sweet thing), a-woah, woah, woah

We're gonna keep on driving 'til the end of the night
It's hopeless, but I'm helpless in the beam of your light
And there's a rumour you're a tumour on my love stick, alright
My little sweet thing (A-woah, woah, woah)

I'm gonna call the cops up 'cause it just isn't right
The world looks so much better when I've got you in my sights
Tear up all the old plans and let's brighten those lights
My little

Oh, sweet thing, a-woah, woah, woah (Sweet thing)
Oh, my little pretty thing (Sweet thing), yeah, yeah, yeah (Sweet thing)
You're my sweet thing (Sweet thing), a-woah, woah, woah (Sweet thing)
Oh, my little pretty thing (Sweet thing), yeah, yeah, yeah (Sweet thing)
Oh, my little— (Sweet thing, a-woah, woah, woah)
You're my sweet thing, yeah, yeah, yeah (Sweet thing)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)