Hey, Hey, Hillary
I met my love Hillary at the local distillery.
She was leaning so languidly, on the window sillery.
And I was glued to my seat as I gazed at her feat.
Hey, Hey, Hillary. Hey, Hey, Hillary.
My heart was hi-jacked. My lips were gobsmacked.
Her hair was shimmering. My brain was simmering.
Then my blood began to boil. My desire would not be foiled.
Hey, Hey, Hillary. Hey, Hey, Hillary.
Hey, Hey, Hillary. Hey, Hey, Hillary.
Right then and there I made a vow.
I'm gonna make her mine somehow.
Hey, Hey, Hillary. Hey, Hey, Hillary.
My head was spinning like a top, as I offered her a cough drop.
And as she placed it on her tongue,
My stomach did a flip-flop.
When I invited her to dance,
That was the start of our romance.
Hey, Hey, Hillary. Hey, Hey, Hillary.
And though she's got her share of quirks.
Living with her has got its perks.
Hey, Hey, Hillary. Hey, Hey, Hillary.
Now we live the way we do, in our cozy little igloo.
Feasting on corn flakes, marzipan and hot cakes.
And when she leans against the sink, she's my saucy little sausage link.
Hey, Hey, Hillary, Hey, Hey, Hillary.
And though it may sound strange to say.
I thank my god everyday.
Hey, Hey, Hillary. Hey, Hey, Hillary.
Hey, Hey, Hillary…
Ei, Ei, Hillary
Eu conheci meu amor Hillary na destilaria local.
Ela estava encostada de forma tão relaxada, na janela.
E eu estava grudado no meu lugar enquanto admirava seu jeito.
Ei, Ei, Hillary. Ei, Ei, Hillary.
Meu coração foi sequestrado. Meus lábios ficaram sem palavras.
O cabelo dela brilhava. Minha cabeça estava a mil.
Então meu sangue começou a ferver. Meu desejo não ia se abalar.
Ei, Ei, Hillary. Ei, Ei, Hillary.
Ei, Ei, Hillary. Ei, Ei, Hillary.
Naquele momento eu fiz uma promessa.
Vou fazer dela minha de algum jeito.
Ei, Ei, Hillary. Ei, Ei, Hillary.
Minha cabeça girava como um pião, enquanto eu oferecia uma balinha.
E quando ela colocou na língua,
Meu estômago deu um nó.
Quando a convidei pra dançar,
Foi o começo do nosso romance.
Ei, Ei, Hillary. Ei, Ei, Hillary.
E embora ela tenha suas manias.
Viver com ela tem suas vantagens.
Ei, Ei, Hillary. Ei, Ei, Hillary.
Agora vivemos do jeito que vivemos, no nosso aconchegante iglu.
Festejando com flocos de milho, marzipã e panquecas.
E quando ela se encosta na pia, ela é minha linguiça atrevida.
Ei, Ei, Hillary, Ei, Ei, Hillary.
E embora possa parecer estranho dizer.
Agradeço a Deus todo dia.
Ei, Ei, Hillary. Ei, Ei, Hillary.
Ei, Ei, Hillary…
Composição: Dean Friedman