Sugar [Turkish translation]

What a thing to see,

What a thing to be,

What a perfect love, what a perfect home

'Cause every time she walks

And every time she talks

Is every time he knows what a perfect world he's living on.

But whenever he's gone and when she's all alone

His heart goes out to her on the telephone

And he says, "Sugar, how I love you,

How I think about you all the time."

He calls her "Sugar" 'cause she's the sweetest thing,

Oh, she's the best thing he'll ever find.

With her midnight hair

And with his favorite stare

She's a southern belle, he's a rockout king,

When she looks around,

Oh, she knows she's found

Such a perfect life, such a perfect thing.

And whenever he's gone and when she's all alone

His heart goes out to her on the telephone

And he says, "Sugar, how I love you,

How I think about you all the time."

He calls her "Sugar" 'cause she's the sweetest thing,

Oh, she's the best thing he'll ever find.

Oh, there's a reason for every season,

There's a change within the range of every heart

But the reason and the season

Seem to be right so far.

And he says, "Sugar, how I love you,

How I think about you all the time."

He calls her "Sugar" 'cause she's the sweetest thing,

Oh, she's the best thing he'll ever find.

He calls her "Sugar".