My Sugar Is So Refined

My sugar is so refined
 SHe's one o' them high-class kind
 she doesn't wear a hat, she wears a chapeau
 she goes to see a cinema, but never a show
 My sugar is so refined
 she's got a real high-class mind
 she never buys a dress, it's always a frock
 she always winds his timepiece up, but never his clock
 she says "tomahto" instead of "tomayto"
 she says "potahto" instead of "potayto"
 Well, you should see how she holds a cup of tea
 Just two fingers while she sticks out three
 My sugar is so refined
 she's one o' them high-class kind
 she never shares a kiss, he lets our lips unite
 But, oh, it feels like kissin' and each kiss is dynamite
 I wonder what he thinks of each time I hold her tight
 Oh, she's so refined
 My sugar is so refined
 She's one o' them high-class kind
 she never shares a kiss, she lets our lips unite
 But, oh, it feels like kissin' and each kiss is dynamite
 I wonder what she thinks of each time I hold her tight
 Oh, she's so refined
 Oh, she's so refined
 She says "banahna" instead of "bananna"
 She says "piahno" instead of "pianna"
 And you should see how she sits on her settee
 With cake and coffee balanced on one knee