1958 – 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.
People won’t believe me.
They’ll think that I’m just braggin’.
But I could feel the way I do
and still be on the wagon.
All I need is one of your smiles.
Sunshine of your eyes,
oh, me, oh, my. Do I feel high.
People won’t believe me.
They’ll think that I’m just braggin’.
But I could feel the way I do
and still be on the wagon.
All I need is one of your smiles.
Sunshine of your eyes,
oh, me, oh, my. Do I feel higher than a kite can fly.
Give me lovin’, baby. I feel high.