Janine

Janine, I drink you up Janine, I drink you up Janine, Janine, I sing If you were the Baltic sea and I were a cup, uh huh Varick street and I drove south With my hands on the wheel And your taste in my mouth Janine Jesus to my left The Holland tunnel on my right Angels shine down from the traffic light Light, light, light Janine, I drink you up Janine, I drink you up Janine, Janine, I sing If you were the Baltic sea and I were a cup, uh huh I fell asleep by the blue light of live at five And as I drifted off, I heard Al Roker say to me Dial one nine hundred For J A N I N E Janine, I drink you up Janine, I drink you up Janine, Janine, I sing If you were the Baltic sea and I were a cup, uh huh Slap myself to waking But now it's too late 'Cause I spelled your name Out on my license plate Janine Janine