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Radio II.1, side B, track 14: “Pour Some Sugar On Me” by Def Leppard

Oh, Def Leppard, you sang a lot of kick-ass songs in my youth, but this was and still is the best.  And I still don’t really know what it means, but who cares, because it rocks!  (Wait a minute. . .”You’ve got the peaches, I’ve got the cream”. . .ohhhh)

The first time I heard of you, one of my cousins was saying that when she died, she wanted them to play your music at her funeral.  And I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why anyone would want music by a band called “Deaf Leopard” played at their funeral.  In my experience, funeral music was supposed to be solemn and sad and from a hymn book.  “Amazing Grace“, “How Great Thou Art“, that kind of thing, and usually either sung by everybody or by the one person in three counties who had a decent singing voice and was wheeled out for funerals and weddings (and let’s be honest, their voice wasn’t THAT great, but in a small town, talent is relative.  They knew all the words and mostly hit the right notes and the old people could hear them, and what else do you want for free?).

Now that I know your music, Def Leppard, well, I’m still gonna say I don’t know if I agree with my cousin’s funereal decision.  Your music’s too good; it might make the body get up and dance and that’s just gonna put everybody off their lunch, and if there’s one thing I know about a small town Minnesota funeral, it’s that there’s lots of food afterwards (it’s also true of graduations, weddings, and days of the week), and there’s only so much hotdish everyone can take home for leftovers.

“Pour Some Sugar On Me”

Step inside, walk this way, you and me babe, hey hey!

Love me like a bomb, baby, come an’ get it on
Livin’ like a lover with a radar phone
Lookin’ like a tramp, like a video vamp
Demolition woman, can I be your man? (be your man)

Razzle-little, dazzle-little, flash a little light
Television lover, baby, go all night
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little Miss Innocent, sugar me, yeah
Yeah

C’mon
Take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up

(Pour some sugar on me) Ooh, in the name of love
(Pour some sugar on me) Come on, fire me up
(Pour your sugar on me) I can’t get enough
I’m hot, sticky sweet
From my head to my feet, yeah

Listen
Red light, yellow light, green light, go
Crazy little woman in a one man show
Mirror queen, mannequin, rhythm of love
Sweet dream, saccharine, loosen up (loosen up)
A-loosen up

You gotta please a little, squeeze a little, tease a little more
Easy operator, come a-knockin’ on my door
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little Miss Innocent, sugar me, yeah
Yeah
Give a lil’ more

Take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up

(Pour some sugar on me) Ooh, in the name of love
(Pour some sugar on me) Come on, fire me up
(Pour your sugar on me) Oh, I can’t get enough
I’m hot, sticky sweet
From my head to my feet, yeah

You’ve got the peaches, I got the cream
Sweet to taste, saccharine
‘Cause I’m hot (hot), so hot (hot), sticky sweet
From my head (head, head) to my feet
Do you take sugar?
One lump or two?

Take a bottle, shake it up (shake it up)
(Break the bubble), break it up (break it up)

(Pour some sugar on me) Ooh, in the name of love
(Pour some sugar on me) Come on, fire me up
(Pour your sugar on me) Oh, I can’t get enough
(Pour some sugar on me) Oh, in the name of love

(Pour some sugar on me) Come get it, come get it
(Pour your sugar on me) Ohh…
(Pour your sugar on me) Yeah, hey sugar me

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