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Shes sparkling like a fresh glass of Perrier
Shes happy like my birthday
My birthday, oui, tout fait
Shes like a dream
Salted caramel ice cream
Shes bubbling like the water in my kettle
Shes the sting in a nettle
The drummer in my metal band
Shes like a dream
Salted caramel ice cream
Oh, good, shes coming
Dont look up
Ive got to do this
Ive got to do it
I, Ive got to do it, I
Shes glistening
Like a fresh minted quarter
Shes the splash in my water
Shes so posh, mate, I called her mam
Shes like a dream
Salted caramel ice cream
Oh, good, shes coming
Dont look up
Ive got to do this
Ive got to do it
I, Ive got to do it, I
I, Ive got to do it, I
I, Ive got to do it, I