Al Bowlly
You’re My Thrill
You're my thrill
You do something to me
You send chills right through me
When I look at you, cause you're my thrill

You're my thrill
How my pulse increases
I just go to pieces
When I look at you, cause you're my thrill

Oh! Nothing seems to matter
Oh! Here's my heart on a silver platter

Where's my will?
Why this strange desire?
That keeps mounting higher
When I look at you
I can't keep still, you're my thrill