There's a crazy little shack beyond the tracksAnd everybody calls it the Sugar ShackWell, it's just a coffee house and it's made out of woodEspresso coffee tastes mighty goodThat's not the reason why I've got to get back up to that Sugar ShackOh, baby, to that Sugar ShackThere's a cute little girlie, she's a-workin' thereA black leotard's and her feet are bareI'm gonna driveWith a little coffee, spend a little cashMake that girl love me when I put on some trashYou can understand why I've got to get back up to that Sugar ShackOh, baby, to that Sugar ShackAnd now that Sugar Shack queen is married to me, yeahWe just sit around and dream of those old memoriesAh, but one of these days I'm gonna lay down tracksIn the direction of that Sugar ShackJust me and her, yes, we're gonna go back up to that Sugar ShackWhoa, to that Sugar ShackYeah, honey, to our Sugar ShackYeah, yeah, yeah, our Sugar ShackWhoa, baby, our Sugar Shack