Salted Caramel Ice Cream

She's sparkling like a fresh glass of Perrier She's happy like my birthday My birthday, oui, tout à fait She's like a dream Salted caramel ice cream She's bubbling like the water in my kettle She's the sting in a nettle The drummer in my metal band She's like a dream Salted caramel ice cream Oh, good, she's coming Don't look up I've got to do this I've got to do it I, I've got to do it, I She's glistening Like a fresh minted quarter She's the splash in my water She's so posh, mate, I called her m'am She's like a dream Salted caramel ice cream Oh, good, she's coming Don't look up I've got to do this I've got to do it I, I've got to do it, I I, I've got to do it, I I, I've got to do it, I