Whenever I go into town, there's two things I always look forward to. First, wetting my whistle at Rafferty's Saloon. Second, going upstairs to see a cute little blonde named Sugar. Sugar somehow seems to know I'm in town, 'cause she's always standing in the doorway to her room. "Hey, cowboy," she croons. "You want some of my sweet lovin'?" "Indeed I do, Miz Sugar, indeed I do," I reply. "Well, then, get yourself in here, cowboy," she smiles.