Who needs sweets

“Well I got sweets, and I got dreams. I got gold winged sandals and they’re just flying off my feet. With that ghost ship towing down these wide open streets oh, Lord, I need my sweets! I ain’t got no big fancy house, ain’t got no fancy car. I don’t take my holidays in Polynesia, but everywhere I ever go, and everyone I meet oh, Lord, I need my sweets!”

I got sweets, The Libertines