I kissed a girl in Burma, in a town they called Rangoon Her lips were hot as curry in the heat of the afternoon Her kisses were so spicy I thought my lips would fry But I never knew what kissing was till I kissed Lorelei Loerelei, Lorelei, Lorelei I kissed a girl in Africa, I only had a hope (?) And every time I kissed her my ears would turn to soap She kissed me oceans deeply and she kissed me mountains high But I never knew what kissing was till I kissed Lorelei Loerelei, Lorelei, Lorelei I kissed a girl in London town, right underneath Big Ben And as our lips were touching the clock was striking ten She kissed me there in April and it lasted till July But I never knew what kissing was till I kissed Lorelei Loerelei, Lorelei, Lorelei I kissed a girl in the Holy Land in the Sea of Galilee She fed me dates and olives underneath a lemon tree She kissed me till my sunburnt lips were parched and dry But I never knew what kissing was till I kissed Lorelei Loerelei, Lorelei, Lorelei You think that I'm just lying and you think she don't exist But if she kissed you boy you'd know that you'd been kissed For kissing is her speciality, her one and only dish For Lorelei's a mermaid, half a woman, half a fish Lorelei, Lorelei, Lorelei