Lyrics: Dario Sansone/Francois Simard
Music: Francois Simard
At the foot of the bell tower
I went down on my knees
I had to say a prayer
To Mother Mary
I poured my heart out on paper
Signed the deal and sealed it
I licked the stamp and sent it
Express, air mail
I'm delightfully queasy
I've got ants in my pants
And my toes are tingling
Don't turn your back on me baby
You're sweeter than sugar, my favorite flavour
Don't turn your back on me baby
Oh no, oh no, no, no, no
Agg pers iurnate san
a te cercaโ
Me so truvat o numer tuoj ngopp o cor
E t vuless chiamaโ Ma so senza renar Nun sacc chโaggia faโ
Don't turn your back on me baby
You're sweeter than sugar, my favorite flavour
Don't turn your back on me baby
Oh my, oh my, my, my, my
Don't turn your back on me baby
Don't turn your back on me, don't you walk away
Don't turn your back on me baby
Oh no, oh no, no, no, no
A ro vaj? Torn aret
I don't wanna wait for your lovin
Stop the train
Turn it around
Don't turn your back on me baby
You're sweeter than sugar, my favorite flavour
Don't turn your back on me baby
Oh no, oh no, no, no, no