It's as good as an old wine,

And as strong as the British twine,

It makes me feel so fine.

It's more delicious than the french fries,

It has brought an end to my cry,

I can make it last if I try.

It enters my heart like a cupid arrow,
It brought an end to  my sorrow,
And gives me confidence about my tomorrow.

It fills my entire soul,
From crown down to the sole,

No one could ever love me so.