Lyrics:

Oh, I can feel your heart through your fleece
It's a short black skirt
It's the pen in your pocket
Baby, are you writing to me?
I'm away all the time
I'll be damned if I don't get home tonight
You said you loved me since the day I was born
I don't know what for
I can't explain it, I'm not gonna
(Aaah)
Lord forgive me
You can try but I wouldn't reason with me
Lord I'm letting go
I'm a seahorse
And I need a little sugar
I just need a little sugar
Tangled and tethered and pining the thing
Come crawling to me
If you lie down I'll lie down too
My disposition is a death machine
If you touch the nerve
Then I hold it open and
(Aaah)
Lord forgive me
You can try but I wouldn't reason with me
Lord I'm letting go
I'm a seahorse
And I need a little sugar
I just need a little sugar
Lord forgive me
You can try but I wouldn't reason with me
Lord I'm letting go
I'm a seahorse
And I need a little sugar
I just need a little sugar
I just need a little sugar