I Love to Quarrel with You

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
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
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