Sugar Never Tasted So Good
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"'''Sugar Never Tasted So Good'''" is a song by [[The White Stripes]], which can be found on the band's [[The White Stripes (album)|self-titled debut album]]. | "'''Sugar Never Tasted So Good'''" is a song by [[The White Stripes]], which can be found on the band's [[The White Stripes (album)|self-titled debut album]]. | ||
| - | == | + | ==Releases== |
| - | + | * ''[[The White Stripes (album)|The White Stripes]]'' (1999) | |
| - | + | * ''[[Lafayette Blues (single)|Lafayette Blues]]'' (1998) | |
| - | == | + | * ''[[Under Moorhead Lights All Fargo Night]]'' (2011) |
| - | + | ==Other Appearances== | |
| - | + | ==Credits== | |
| - | == | + | ===Performers=== |
| - | * [[Meg White]]: | + | * [[Jack White]]: acoustic guitar, lead vocals |
| - | * [[ | + | * [[Meg White]]: tambourine, bass drum, ride cymbal, bongos? |
| - | * Written by White | + | ===Production=== |
| - | + | * Originally performed by [[The White Stripes]]. | |
| + | * Written by [[Jack White]] and [[Meg White]]. | ||
| + | * Produced by [[Jack White]]. | ||
| + | * Co-produced and engineered by [[Jim Diamond]]. | ||
| + | * Recorded in 1998 at [[Third Man Studios]], southwest [[Detroit]]. | ||
| + | ==Meaning== | ||
| + | * Most commonly believed to be about Jack falling in mad love with his dream girl, who as a result has complete control over him, pulling on his puppet strings and babying him and such. Initally, he's too lovesick to realize this, but by the end of the song, comes to the realization that he had been used. "What a fool this boy could be." Or something similar to that. | ||
| + | * The lyrics have also been amusingly interpreted as being about oral sex, which makes sense in a way but seems quite unlikely considering Jack's other lyrical subjects on the album (monkeys blowing things up, cars, Easter, etc.). | ||
| + | ==Band Quotes== | ||
| + | ==Trivia== | ||
==Lyrics== | ==Lyrics== | ||
| - | + | Sugar never tasted so good, sugar never tasted so good. Sugar never tasted good to me. Yeah...<br> | |
| - | + | Until her eyes crossed over, until her mind crossed over, until her soul fell next to me.<br> | |
| - | Sugar never tasted so good | + | Now if the wrinkle that is in your brain has given you quite a steam,<br> |
| - | + | Your fingers have become a crane pulling on these puppet strings. Yeah...<br> | |
| - | Sugar never tasted good to me | + | <br> |
| - | Yeah | + | What a feeling that's begun. What a feeling that's begun.<br> |
| - | + | What a feeling that's begun. What a feeling that's begun.<br> | |
| - | Until her eyes crossed over | + | <br> |
| - | + | I felt just like a baby until I held a baby. What a fool this boy can be. Yeah...<br> | |
| - | + | And her thoughts like a daisy's; how my mind gets lazy. I must've been crazy not to see. Alright...<br> | |
| - | + | If the wrinkle that is in your brain has given you quite a steam,<br> | |
| - | Now | + | Your fingers have become a crane pulling on these puppet strings.<br> |
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| - | + | Water never tasted so good, water never tasted so good. Water never tasted good to me.<br> | |
| - | Your fingers have become a crane | + | ==External Links== |
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Revision as of 22:18, 10 August 2011
"Sugar Never Tasted So Good" is a song by The White Stripes, which can be found on the band's self-titled debut album.
Contents |
Releases
- The White Stripes (1999)
- Lafayette Blues (1998)
- Under Moorhead Lights All Fargo Night (2011)
Other Appearances
Credits
Performers
- Jack White: acoustic guitar, lead vocals
- Meg White: tambourine, bass drum, ride cymbal, bongos?
Production
- Originally performed by The White Stripes.
- Written by Jack White and Meg White.
- Produced by Jack White.
- Co-produced and engineered by Jim Diamond.
- Recorded in 1998 at Third Man Studios, southwest Detroit.
Meaning
- Most commonly believed to be about Jack falling in mad love with his dream girl, who as a result has complete control over him, pulling on his puppet strings and babying him and such. Initally, he's too lovesick to realize this, but by the end of the song, comes to the realization that he had been used. "What a fool this boy could be." Or something similar to that.
- The lyrics have also been amusingly interpreted as being about oral sex, which makes sense in a way but seems quite unlikely considering Jack's other lyrical subjects on the album (monkeys blowing things up, cars, Easter, etc.).
Band Quotes
Trivia
Lyrics
Sugar never tasted so good, sugar never tasted so good. Sugar never tasted good to me. Yeah...
Until her eyes crossed over, until her mind crossed over, until her soul fell next to me.
Now if the wrinkle that is in your brain has given you quite a steam,
Your fingers have become a crane pulling on these puppet strings. Yeah...
What a feeling that's begun. What a feeling that's begun.
What a feeling that's begun. What a feeling that's begun.
I felt just like a baby until I held a baby. What a fool this boy can be. Yeah...
And her thoughts like a daisy's; how my mind gets lazy. I must've been crazy not to see. Alright...
If the wrinkle that is in your brain has given you quite a steam,
Your fingers have become a crane pulling on these puppet strings.
Water never tasted so good, water never tasted so good. Water never tasted good to me.
