"My Favorite Things" lyrics - THE MOUNTAIN GOATS

Champagne bubbled up through the neck of the bottle
And sweet sounds came out through the radio
It was John Coltrane
God damn it, I love John Coltrane!

You danced across the living room floor
And you kissed me once and then you kissed me some more
You had your arms around my neck and it felt real fine
And then your ankle knocked up against mine
And resonating in my bones
The precise, crisp drumming of Mr. Elvin Jones
God damn it, I love John Coltrane!