Steely Dan - A Little With Sugar Lyrics
I remember Christmas morningBack in 1954When we moved up to Mount SavageAs if it mattered anymoreMama always saidHow the air can clear her headWe were colder and much higherThan we ever were beforeI recall her tailored jerseyAnd the flowers that she woreYears ago I tried to tell herWhat was in my heartBut she was part of the cityShe took a little with sugarShe took the money from my old manShe took a little with sugarShe took the money from my old manAll the years that she was with usYou could count them on one handI was taken with her showboat styleBut too young to understandShe was all aloneAhead of her timeShe was first generation[Chorus, and variations of it, to fade]