There is something like alcohol in the air; It's making a guy like me feel bad, bad, Especially if I'm also homesick; Your lover one place, You someplace else; It's making a person like me feel sad, sad.
There is something like alcohol in the air; It's making a guy like me drink, drink.
I have phrases and whole pages memorized, but nothing can be told of love. You must wait until you and I are living together. In the conversation we'll have then...be patient...then.