Giugiu's in a ballroom and she's been waiting for her friends

Giugiu tried to settle here, but mother says she can't

You can blame it on the cocktails

You can even blame the guys

Oh, Giugiu, won't you call me up?

I'm getting sick and tired of goodbyes

Giugiu's in the bedroom, she's been staring at her bed

Giugiu tried to saddle here was something innocent

You can blame it on the cocktails

You can even blame the guys

Oh, Giugiu, won't you call me up?

I'm getting sick and tired of goodbyes (Blame it on the cocktails)

Oh, Giugiu, won't you call me up?

I'm getting sick and tired of goodbyes

By the time I get to Mayfair

I'll have straightened up some more

By the time I get to your place I'll be wise, of this unsure

So wipe away those tears

By the time I get to Mayfair I'll be yours, I'll be yours

Giugiu's in a ballroom and she's been waiting for her friends

Giugiu tried to settle here, was it something that I said?

You can blame it on the cocktails

You can even blame the guys

Oh, Giugiu, won't you call me up?

I'm getting sick and tired of goodbyes (Blame it on the cocktails)

Oh, Giugiu, won't you call me up?

Giugiu, won't you call me up?

Giugiu, won't you call me up?

I'm getting sick and tired of goodbyes