She likes her dress Like she's fresh out of the magazine She struts around Getting down to the rhythm and she Is glad that she enjoys Teasing all the boys They always say That you'll remember her name Because she's got it She's got it right down And all the guys say I need three spoons of sugar And a glass full of liquor to get over you Gimme something in my coffee Gimme thrills, take my money, can't get over you He don't get stressed 'Cause he's best with the cut of his jeans He's looking tight, white (?) And super fine, if you know what I mean, ohh And he clearly gets his kicks Getting messy with the chicks They always say That you'll remember his name Because he's got it He's got it so, so down And all the girls say I need three spoons of sugar And a glass full of liquor to get over you Gimme something in my coffee Gimme thrills, take my money, can't get over you I'm gonna need a whole lot of therapy To cure the sugar rush, I can't get over you Gimme something in my coffee Gimme thrills, take my money, can't get over you Ohh, ohhh [talky bits I can't make out] And all the girls say I need three spoons of sugar And a glass full of liquor to get over you Gimme something in my coffee Gimme thrills, take my money, can't get over you I'm gonna need a whole lot of therapy To cure the sugar rush, I can't get over you Gimme something in my coffee Gimme thrills, take my money, can't get over you