When I’m weak, when I’m blue, I find that I turn to you. I turn around and you’re there. Share my joys and despairs. I can’t escape how I feel. Make my world spin and reel, Ethel, my love.
Make me sing; make me yell. Lead me on straight to hell. Knock me down; knock me out. Cloud my mind. Steal my doubts. Treat me kind; treat me cruel; I’ll come back like a fool, Ethel, my love.
I kiss your lip. I raise my wrist. I take one sip and…
