The Feeling

Here comes the scholar in his feather boa
He is smoking the certificate he was given by his mother
He says nothing's no emotion but an excuse for many different feelings
Though his words aren't golden, I for one, believe him

Give me the feeling
Give me the feeling

Ahhhh, every time you cross my mind
You know you're giving me the feeling
Every time you cross my mind
You know you're giving me the

He's putting on his face for the big day
Pulling up his socks for the big parade
Warming up his tires for the rat race
He ties a double knot in his shoelace
And he's filling up his lungs for the big hooray
Cause he thinks today's the day that you say, give me

Give me the feeling, ahhhhh
Give me the feeling

Ahhh, every time you cross my mind
You know you're giving me the feeling
Every time you cross my mind
You know you're giving me the feeling

Every time you cross my mind
You know you're giving me the feeling
Every time you cross my mind, you know you're giving me the feeling

Every time you cross my mind
I wanna give you the feeling
Every time you cross my mind
You know you're giving me the