CHILLS
WRITERS GERRY GOFFIN, JACK KELLER
(chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah) (chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah) Chills, runnin’ up and down my spine Well I get them every time That I feel your lips on mine (chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah) Chills, colder than the No-orth Pole Creepin’ down inside my soul ’til I lose my self-control Whoa, what a feelin’ It’s like a roller-coaster ride You say you love me Then my heart starts a-poundin’ inside Let me tell you ’bout Chills, colder than the No-orth Pole Creepin’ down inside my soul ’til I lose my self-control Oh, what a feelin’ It’s like a roller-coaster ride You say you love me Then my heart starts a-poundin’ inside Let me tell you ’bout Chills, colder than the No-orth Pole Creepin’ down inside my soul ’til I lose my self-control (chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah) Chills, runnin’ up and down my spine Whoa-oh-oh, Chills Whoa-whoa-whoa, I’ve got chills