Top Songs By Hot Chocolate
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hot Chocolate
Performer
Errol Brown
Lead Vocals
Patrick Olive
Background Vocals
J. Cranham
Bass Guitar
Tony Connor
Drums
Harvey Hinsley
Guitar
Larry Ferguson
Keyboards
Chris Cameron
Piano
Pete Wingfield
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Errol Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Phil Thornalley
Engineer
Steve Owen
Engineer
Will Gosling
Engineer
Mickie Most
Producer
Lyrics
It started with a kiss
In the back row of a classroom
How could I resist
The aroma of your perfume?
You and I were inseparable
It was love at first sight
You made me promise to marry you
I made you promise to be my wife, but then
You were only eight years old
And I had just about turned nine
(Just about turned nine)
I thought that life was always good
I thought you always would be mine
It started with a kiss
Never thought it would come to this
(You don't remember me, do you?)
It started with a kiss
Never thought it would come to this
(I remember you, dear)
I remember every little thing
Like fighting in the playground
'Cause some good looking boy
Had started to hang around
That boy hurt me so bad
But I was happy 'cause you cried, still
I couldn't help but notice
That new distant look in your eyes, and then
When you were sixteen
And I had just turned seventeen
(Just turned seventeen)
I couldn't hold on to your love
I couldn't hold on to my dreams
It started with a kiss
Never thought it would come to this
It started with a kiss, oh
Never thought it would come to this
You don't remember me, do you?
You don't remember me, do you?
Walking down the street, came
The star of my love story
And my heart began to beat so fast
So clear was my memory
I heard my voice cry out her name
And as she looked and looked away
I felt so hurt, I felt so small
And it was all that I could say
You don't remember me, do you?
You don't remember me, do you?
You don't remember me, do you?
You don't remember me, do you?
It started with a kiss
Never thought it would come to this
It started with a kiss, oh, oh
Never thought it would come to this
Written by: Errol Brown