Little Sugar

I don't know a thing about her
She's a mystery to me
Yeah she works behind the counter
At the place I get my coffee

When I'm on my way to work I hope she
Isn't smoking cigarettes

It's always crowded in the morning
So it's hard for me to see
If she works behind the counter
And if she's there to notice me

All I can do now
Is order more coffee
Little Sugar