1. My Sugar is So Re - fined, she's one o' them high-class kind

2. My Sugar is So Re - fined, she's one o' them high-class kind

She doesn't wear a hat, she wears a chap - eau, She goes to see a cinema, but never a show

She never says "good-bye," it's always "fare - well," She always says "mag - nificent," but never says "swell"

My Sugar is So Re - fined, she's got a real high-class mind

(My Sugar is Real Re - fined, got the finest kind of mind)

She never buys a dress, it's always a frock, She always winds her timepiece up, but never a clock

(She never eats a meal, she dines or she sups, And dogs are little canine friends, they're never pups)

(She says "tomahto" in - stead of "tomayto," She says "potahto" instead of "potayto.")

She says "banahna" instead of "bananna," She says "piahno" instead of "pianna."

And you should see how she holds a cup of tea, with just two fingers while she sticks out three

And you should see how she sits on her set - tee, (with cake and coffee balanced on one knee)

(My Sugar is So Re - fined, she's one o' them high-class kind)

My Sugar is So Re - fined, (she's one o' them high-class kind)

She never shares a kiss, she let's our lips u - nite, But, oh, it feels like kissin' and each kiss is dyna - mite

She acts just like her name is Mis-us Van Der Loon (And tho' I love my sugar, and we'll be married soon)

I wonder what she thinks of each time I hold her tight, Oh! she's So Re - fined!

I bet that she'll read Shakespeare the whole darn honey - moon, (Oh! she's So Re - fined!)