Well I met a girl called Sandoz
And she taught me many many things
Good things, very good things
I met her on a Sunday morning
It was hot though the snow lay on the ground
Strange things, very strange things
My mind has wings
Will you tell me "No?"
Will you tell me why?
You could honor something from your mind
She's very old yet, many think she's young
One kiss from her and you know your time has come
Good times for all time