| Sip a glass of cold champagne wine | |
| The rug that we lie on feels divine | |
| And there's no parallel for we two | |
| Ecstasy the word of the night | |
| Ringing in our ears, we're inflight | |
| There's no substitution | |
| For what we have | |
| No others can have | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| No one could ever have what we have | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| The lightest conversation has its flow | |
| Aural communication, don't you know | |
| And I feel quite content right now | |
| Stick with me and we'll make history | |
| An exclusive pair in love we will be | |
| There's no substitution | |
| For what we have | |
| No others can have | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| Not even remotely like this | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| No one could ever have what we have | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| No one could ever have what we have | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| No one could ever have what we have | |
| There's nothing like this | |
| ... |