“Sugar on the March”

[Verse 1] [Spoken Ad-Lib: "Is that a ration card in your pocket... or are you just happy to see me, flyboy?"] [Swinging Big-Band Drums] [Boogie-Woogie Piano] Attention troops, report to the front line I’ve got a uniform that’s looking real fine Got a wink and a nod and a ticket to thrill A little bit of sugar that’s bound to kill [Pre-Chorus] [Pulsating Synth Bass] [Teasing Delivery] They say I’m a hazard to the national peace Once I start shaking, the fire won't cease So button up your jacket and steady your knees 'Cause tonight I’m serving dessert... if you please! [Electro-Swing Chorus] [Explosive Electro-Swing Drop] [Punchy Brass & Bright Trumpets] [Sassy Vocals] Hut, two, three, four! Honey, walk right through that door! Salute the curves and march to the beat We're turning up the heat on Victory Street! Oh, boys, don’t trip over your feet— It's a love-bomb sweep! [Verse 2] [Jazzy Saxophone Riffs] [Breathy Whispers] I’ve been inspecting the troops from afar You’re looking less like a private, more like a star Let’s see how you handle a high-altitude spin Where the turbulence starts and the trouble begins [Pre-Chorus] [Pulsating Synth Bass] They say I’m a hazard to the national peace Once I start shaking, the fire won't cease So button up your jacket and steady your knees 'Cause tonight I’m serving dessert... if you please! [Electro-Swing Chorus] [Explosive Electro-Swing Drop] [Punchy Brass & Bright Trumpets] [Sassy Vocals] Hut, two, three, four! Honey, walk right through that door! Salute the curves and march to the beat We're turning up the heat on Victory Street! Oh, boys, don’t trip over your feet— It's a love-bomb sweep! [Bridge] [Mischievous Vocal Runs] [Stripped-Back Beat] Drop the anchor... raise the flag... Tell me, darling, do you like the way I drag— This little performance out? [Sultry Spoken] "I thought so." [Drum Roll Build-Up] [Guitar/Brass Break] [High-Energy Electro-Pop Drop] [Final Chorus] [Maximum Energy] [Explosive Drop] Hut, two, three, four! Honey, walk right through that door! Salute the curves and march to the beat We're turning up the heat on Victory Street! Oh, boys, don’t trip over your feet— It's a love-bomb sweep! [Outro] [Sassy Spoken Ad-Lib: "Dismissed, soldier. Go write home about *that*."] [Bright Trumpet Stinger] [Fade Out on Synth Bass Pulse]