Raindrops in Boston
It's warm in Toledo
There's blue in my red

Wine spoiliody
Ginger is burning a hole in my head
While I was sleeping
She came to my room
And borrowed my eyes
How Could I know, what I think till I see, what I say?

I'm in a jam
You're in a pickle
We're in a stew

The airplane is coasting
The pilot is sleeping there is nothing to do
How will I know?
Which way to go
Who has the answers?

How could I know, what I think till I see what I say?

I'm in the mood for you
I'm in the mood for you

I'm in a jam
You're in a pickle
We're in a stew

It's cold in the autumn
It's warm in the freezer
There's red in my blue

How will I know?
Which way to go
Who has the answers?

How could I know, what I think till I see what I say?

I'm in the mood for you
I'm in the mood for you