When I’m weak, when I’m blue,
I find that I turn to you.
I turn around and you’re there.
Share my joys and despairs.
I can’t escape how I feel.
Make my world spin and reel,
Ethel, my love.

Make me sing; make me yell.
Lead me on straight to hell.
Knock me down; knock me out.
Cloud my mind. Steal my doubts.
Treat me kind; treat me cruel;
I’ll come back like a fool,
Ethel, my love.

I kiss your lip. I raise my wrist.
I take one sip and…