- whistle -
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah Hey!
Ooh, the way she talks to me,
Makes me feel like I'm somebody else.
Mmm, the way she smiles at me,
Makes me feel like I'm under her spell.
She can kiss the sun and taste the rain
she's mother nature's sugar cane.
When I'm the paper she's the plane.
We eat strawberries, drink champagne.
Tripping over big brass stars.
We place our hands on boulevards.
Yellow lines on paved highway.
Tearing petals from bouquets.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah Hey!
Ooh, the way she talks to me,
Makes me feel like I'm somebody else.
Ooh, the way she smiles at me,
Makes me feel like I'm under her spell.
Ooh, the way she touches me,
Makes me feel like there's no one around.
Ooh, the way she laughs with me,
Makes me feel like I'm on her cloud.
And if I ever close my eyes,
Whisper that you love me.
And if I ever wonder why,
Take me to your holiday
Oh far away.
- whistle -
Ooh, the way she sleeps with me,
Mmm, the way she tastes to me.
The flame of heaven is locked tight.
In her drawer I found her kite
She's the moon that hits my eye.
She leaves no scar when it's goodbye.
She grows on me like lucious ivy,
Intentions thrown like arrows at me,
Silver shovels yielding traffic,
Big balloons popping magic, magic!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaah Hey!
Ooh, the way she talks to me,
Makes me feel like I'm somebody else.
Mmm, the way she smiles at me,
Makes me feel like I'm under her spell.
Mmm,the way she sleeps with me,
Takes me down from this hotel
Mmm,the way she tastes to me.
Makes me tingle in my mouth
Ooh, the way she talks to me
Mmm, the way she smiles at me
Ooh, the way she touches me
Ooh, the way she laughs with me
Ooh the way she!
Ooh the way she!
Ooh the way she!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah Hey!
Ooh, the way she talks to me,
Makes me feel like I'm somebody else.
Mmm, the way she smiles at me,
Makes me feel like I'm under her spell.
She can kiss the sun and taste the rain
she's mother nature's sugar cane.
When I'm the paper she's the plane.
We eat strawberries, drink champagne.
Tripping over big brass stars.
We place our hands on boulevards.
Yellow lines on paved highway.
Tearing petals from bouquets.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah Hey!
Ooh, the way she talks to me,
Makes me feel like I'm somebody else.
Ooh, the way she smiles at me,
Makes me feel like I'm under her spell.
Ooh, the way she touches me,
Makes me feel like there's no one around.
Ooh, the way she laughs with me,
Makes me feel like I'm on her cloud.
And if I ever close my eyes,
Whisper that you love me.
And if I ever wonder why,
Take me to your holiday
Oh far away.
- whistle -
Ooh, the way she sleeps with me,
Mmm, the way she tastes to me.
The flame of heaven is locked tight.
In her drawer I found her kite
She's the moon that hits my eye.
She leaves no scar when it's goodbye.
She grows on me like lucious ivy,
Intentions thrown like arrows at me,
Silver shovels yielding traffic,
Big balloons popping magic, magic!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaah Hey!
Ooh, the way she talks to me,
Makes me feel like I'm somebody else.
Mmm, the way she smiles at me,
Makes me feel like I'm under her spell.
Mmm,the way she sleeps with me,
Takes me down from this hotel
Mmm,the way she tastes to me.
Makes me tingle in my mouth
Ooh, the way she talks to me
Mmm, the way she smiles at me
Ooh, the way she touches me
Ooh, the way she laughs with me
Ooh the way she!
Ooh the way she!
Ooh the way she!