Oh, girl it's what you say Between a phrase It's written in your face It's rain against a windowpane The sound it makes It's dreamin' the day away I hold on to the feeling 'Cos I don't know when I will feel it again I've become amused by the little things Seconds of pleasure Second of pleasure Life's little treasures Seconds of pleasure Second of pleasure Life's little treasures Ooh, girl, it's small talk A touch so soft It's watchin' you walk It's the taste, the taste, the taste of A sour pop Last one in the box I hold on to the feeling 'Cos I don't know if I will feel it again I've become amused by the little things Seconds of pleasure Second of pleasure Life's little treasures Seconds of pleasure Second of pleasure Life's little treasures