I need to stay somewhere overnight
Oh I’m cooking something good
White dry chilies that you might have liked
A long time before
Hope that I won’t feel again
I had too many jiber-jabs all around
Well, how how come you’re so sweet
Oh imagine me
Ah-ha
Walking down the crowded beach
Oh so good-good-good‚ oh you-you-you feel it
Do you?
Hope you won’t mind
Say that you don’t need it
Say that you might be that gal
Say that you don’t need it
Say that I won't
Feel