1st verse:]

Honey, cuddle near!

Come on over here

Pick a fuss with me

Pick a fuss with me!

There's a reason, my dear

Try and make me cross

Act just like a boss!

Pick a fuss with me

Pick a fuss with me

My honey, because



[chorus:]

I love to quarrel with you

Making up is so nice

I love to make you cry

To kiss the tears away from your eye

I'm wild about you!

Can't live without you!

That's just the reason why I tease you

I love to hear myself saying

"I didn't mean it

I didn't mean it!"

When I've had a quarrel with you



[2nd verse:]

Honey, ain't it nice

To be cold as ice?

To be cold and then

To get warm again

Gee, it's nicer than nice!

Say that I'm to blame

I will say the same

Let's get mad and then

Let's make up again

It's all in the game