A “Charleston Swing” song from 1925
Words by Roy Turk
Music by Maceo Pinkard
The sheet music:
Lyrics
1, TNT, gasoline
Even nitroglycerine
Ain’t got the kick of the kisses I get now
From my honey
Tried to call him a name
And they all seem much too tame
Why he’s so blame cute like
No name suits like
Chorus:
Sweet man
My sweeter than sweet man
The steppin’-est feet man,
And that isn’t all
Dancin’
I claim is just one of his charms
When I’m in his arms
I yell like, well, I’ve more to tell about
Sweet man,
That “pleasure to meet” man
My candy receipt man
He taught me to smile
One kiss from his red lips
Sends my conscience off on trips
My sweet man is drivin’ me wild
- Sugar buns, honey combs
Apple pie and ice cream cones
Don’t half compare with the sweetness
Of the smile of my honey
What a smile, oh! those lips
Just as sweet as honey drips
I’m so proud, I’m shoutin’
Loud about him
Chorus:
Sweet man
My Heaven complete man
My couldn’t be beat man
You haven’t heard half
He’s true as I could expect him to be
He sees only me
It’s true I know because he told me so
Sweet man
So tidy and neat man
My “hotter than heat” man
With oceans of style
What honey’s to the bee
That’s what my man is to me
My sweet man is drivin’ me wild