Here’s looking at you
Because I love you
Need I say more?
Just feel like singing
Bells won’t stop ringing
Even if you’ve heard this song before
Making my own version
Keeps me out of the store
Because storing it doesn’t do any good
So, here go I, knock again on wood
I give with great pleasure
Please receive at your leisure
True, I’m no Debbie Harry
But this one’s for you, Carrey
bognetta 