Pearl - Lyrics - Babes In Toyland

Little Pearl She was this girl Her thoughts and notions in a whirl This girl, Pearl She was pretty quick Found her stick Filled it thick with... Black sugar *** Ole black glasses Spoonful molasses Drinking wine Killing time Burn it black with a candle All bent at the handle Devil spit Makes Pearl Sick Black sugar *** She had a name Her name's insane A little maid picks away at her brain To much disdain Her brain remained To think thoughts all axe and mame and Black sugar *** Black sugar I live inside... Off with their heads For I'm staying in bed I'm sick of that blackbird That shark's in my head Black sugar *** Is ***