| SCOTCH AND SODA
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| Writer Dave Guard
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| Scotch and soda, mud in your eye. |
| Baby, do I feel high, oh, me, oh, my.
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| Do I feel high.
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| Dry martini, jigger of gin. |
| Oh, what a spell you’ve got me in, oh, my.
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| Do I feel high.
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| People won’t believe me. |
| They’ll think that I’m just braggin'. |
| But I could feel
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| the way I do and still be on the wagon.
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| All I need is one of your smiles. |
| Sunshine of your eyes, oh, me, oh, my.
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| Do I feel high.
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| People won’t believe me. |
| They’ll think that I’m just braggin'. |
| But I could feel
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| the way I do and still be on the wagon.
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| All I need is one of your smiles. |
| Sunshine of your eyes, oh, me, oh, my.
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| Do I feel higher than a kite can fly.
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| Give me lovin', baby. |
| I feel high. |