Du bist mein Salz in der Suppe

You're my salt in the soup
and my sugar in the coffee,
you're my mustard for the sausage
and my rice for the fricassee ---

You're my whiskey in soda
and my pepper for the steak,
yeah, you're everything I need,
wherever I go and stand ---

You're the dream of my nights
and my champagne in the booth;
you're my novel that I read,
my A to Z of the ABC ---

You're my fur when I'm cold,
your sunshine by the sea,
yeah, you're everything I need,
wherever I go and stand ---

One could live without all this,
that would just mean simple sacrifice ---
Yeah, I can do it,
but I don't want to,
and when I don't feel like it,
then I just don't ---

You're my weed in the garden,
my mistakes that I make,
you're my lock on the front door,
and my chimney on the roof ---

You're my diamond on my hands,
my pearls at the neckline,
yeah, you're everything I need,
wherever I go and stand ---

You're my path that I walk,
the ideas in my head,
you're my ray of light in the dark,
you're my lid on the pot ---

and the raisin in the cake,
your fly in the jelly ---
yeah, you're everything I need,
wherever I go and stand ---

One could live without all this,
that would just mean simple sacrifice ---
Yeah, I can do it,
but I don't want to,
and when I don't feel like it,
then I just don't ---
then I just don't.