Well I met a girl called Sandoz

And she taught me many many things

Good things

Very good things

Sweet things



I met her on a Sunday morning

It was hot though the snow lay on the ground

Strange things

Very strange things

My mind has wings



Sandoz, Sandoz

Will you tell me no

Sandoz, Sandoz

Will you tell me why

We could all learn something from your mind

Yeah



She is very old yet many think she's young

One kiss from her and you know your time has come

Good times for all time

Sandoz