Maybe you want to give me kisses sweet; but only for one night with no repeat;. And maybe you'd go away and never call. And a taste of honey's worse than none at all Oh little Girl. In that case I
You go to my head and you linger like a haunting refrain. And I find you spinning 'round in my brain. Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne. You go to my head like a sip of sparkling Burgundy br