Sangtekst: Love Arcade. Sweet Thing.

As medication to my eye, i look forward to see you walk by
buy you anything in any size, i'll keep you spoiled in the high rise
the way you move that body of yours, you got no worries itll open all
doors
that brand new car it can be yours, just give me more

you sweet thing...oh my lord
i give you everything thing...for your pot of gold
you sweething...dont know what you hold
you sweething...oh my lord

hey there lady excuse me miss, ill bring you every love bond there is
i'll leave you up oh so so high, i'll leave you diamonds in the sky
when i first seen you it was like a bolt, bringin everything to a holt

you sweet thing...oh my lord
i give you everything thing...for your pot of gold
you sweething...dont know what you hold
you sweething...oh my lord