作曲 : Boucher
I must have left it on the table
Of the chair
Not sureI didn't feel it it was painless
Oh dearI guess 
I'm just a little careless!
I'll confess
When the music's on
Everything else gets lost!
I think I like it
I think I like it
I think I'd like my soul back
I think I like it
I think I like it
I think I'd like my sould back
Too busy looking for the good side
Of the ball
To danceI spun around and saw you leaving
That's weird
I thought 
I saw you by the punch bowl!!
I'll confess
I had no glasses on
You could have been anyone!
I think I like it
I think I like it
I think I'd like my soul back
I think I like it
I think I like it
I think I'd like my soul back
And only now 
I find I lost it
At allSome how
You think you're fine
Until you land
On stonesAnd then you try to think what pushed you
I'll confess
I'm a mess inside
All my fun fell out. ...
I think I'd like my sould back.
I think I like it
I think I like it
I think I'd like my soul back
I think I like it
I think I like it
I think I'd like my soul back