Tekster: Kooks. Konk. Stormy Weather.

Yes, I like stormy weather
From my window sill
You ain't, yeah, you ain't so clever
You got it all made up

But it feels like love, love, love
Oh yes, and it feels like touch, touch, touch

I sit around to pass the time
I try to get it off my mind
And I live in a world oh so small
That I can get around to sober

It feels like love, love, love
Oh yes, and it feels like touch, touch, touch

What did I say? What did I say?
What did I say? Oh, I didn't mean it
What did I do, oh to hurt you?
I didn't mean it, oh, oh, I didn't mean it

I'm not saying it's all made up
There's people there to comb your hair
But I'll seek out another song
Won't kill that, so beautiful

Though it feels like love, love, love
Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch

What did I say? What did I say?
What did I say? Oh, I didn't mean it
What did I do, oh to hurt you?
What did I do? Oh, I didn't mean it
Oh, oh, I didn't mean it

And it feels like love, love, love
Yes, and it feels like touch, touch, touch
Yes, and it feels like love, love, love
Yes, and it feels like touch, touch, touch

Oh yes, and it feels like love, love, love
Oh yes, and it feels like touch, touch, touch
Oh yes, and it feels like love, love, love
Oh yes, and it feels like love, love, love