Well I met a girl called Sandoz 
And she taught me many many things 
Good things, very good things 
Sweet things 

I met her on a Sunday morning 
It was hot though the snow lay on the ground 
Strange things, very strange things 
My mind has wings 

Sandoz Sandoz 
Will you tell me "No?" 
Sandoz Sandoz 
Will you tell me why? 
We could all learn something from your mind 

She's very old yet many think she's young 
One kiss from her and you know your time has come 
Good times for all time 
Sandoz