Better Than Cocaine

My pretty sweetie honeypie
Lives right over the hill
I always like to pick her up In my automobile
Drive to the artsy cinema
To watch a foreign film
It’s lovely that my baby lives
Right there over the hill
(chorus)
Your love is better than cocaine
It’s stronger than my back pain
And sweeter than champagne
We’re high from dancing in the rain
We walk the lover’s lane
And everything’s OK
Sometimes when I’m very drunk
Or very, very high
I like to take an evening stroll
Don’t want no DUI
There must be somewhere sneaky cop
Hiding by the mill
It’s lovely that my baby lives
Right there over the hill
(chorus)
I never cheated on my baby
I never like to hurt
I always make my baby laugh
BABY. Hahahahahahahahaha…
…Like that