Sometimes I forget, then I remember. Sometimes I hold on, then I let go. Sometimes I fight, then I surrender. Losing you's been harder than you'll ever know.
That's right. . Winter sure was cold and miserable. Cooped up, shut down, baby it was pitiful. Anyhow, it's over now. We owe to ourselves to have a little fun.
Every week it comes round. With a feel like New Years Eve. Get dressed, de-stressed. Tonight I couldnt care less. Take a look at me. . So I put myself together.
SCOTCH AND SODA. Writer Dave Guard. . Scotch and soda, mud in your eye. Baby, do I feel high, oh, me, oh, my. Do I feel high.. Dry martini, jigger of gin. Oh, what a spell you've got me in, oh, my. Do I feel high..