Sweet T. Slater Could I get some more sugar for the road? I won't be seeing you 'til later And I'll be thirsty, you know We dance 'til the morning This painless burning up So romantically foreign I cannot get enough You taste like honey and sunshine Would you be down to spend Forever together sometime? My lover, my best Sweet Queen Nature You brought me to my feet when I awoke To what do I owe the pleasure Meeting your interesting folk? You're cracking me open My yolk dripping yellow When you joke I am laughing The happiest fellow For forty-four lightyears In every direction I feel it move right through Nothing is in my possession Nothing is in my possession Nothing Nothing is Nothing is Nothing Nothing is in my possession And I'm feeling alright!