Champers Don't tell me the science behind the bubbles. Pass me the drink that will cure my troubles. I do like a drink, I'm addicted to fizz, Champagne is the king, it is, what it is. The gaseous sparkle that gets up my nose and makes me feel good, like I'm in my best clothes. Not that it matters, as inhibitions are shed, let's do the naughty, let's go to bed.