I don’t smoke, it makes me feel so hazy
And it’s hard to look cool when I’m losing my mascara
Yes I drink, but it never makes me crazy
And I never wake up with the blues the morning after
I don’t cry, maybe at Bette Davis movies
And I don’t lose sleep,
I’m just wondering why I never did any of those things
Till I met you
Baby not till I met you

I don’t pray, never been one for religion
Never hoped someone or something was watching over me
I don’t wish for divine intervention
I never needed a miracle to happen to me
I don’t see beauty in every little flower,
Or stand out in the rain
Just wondering why I never did any of those things
Till I met you
Baby not till I met you

What’s happening to me?
Like a shot right through me
What have you done to me?

I don’t know who I am, I think I’m going mad,
What have you done to me, you won’t ever believe me but
I don’t dream those naughty, naughty stories
I don’t blush when I think of all your glories
Never sigh and that’s no lie
I never weep and I could sleep just fine
Till I met you
Baby not till I met you

No I’ve never been to France
With those seven deadly sins
Never laughed never cried
Until the day I met you

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