I feel fine 
Want me to drive 
It was mist 
That you kissed 
You can talk a blue streak 
You can talk till you're blue 
And we won't feel any finer 
Than we do 
It was mist 
That you kissed 
Spread the mist 
With your fist 
You can talk a blue streak 
You can talk till you're blue 
And we won't feel any finer 
Than we do 
I like to know you're real 
Any scarecrow wears clothes 
I like to see your face 
Could you turn this way? 
Could you turn this way? 
Could you turn this way? 
There's always something to pray for 
Ham-fisted good will 
There's always someone to pray for 
And believe me 
I will And believe me 
I will And believe me 
I will And believe me 
I will And believe me 
I will And believe me 
I will