|Soon it will be the phase of the moon
When people tune in.
Every girl knows about the punctual blues,
But who's to know the power behind our moves?
A day of coincidence with the radio
And a word that won't go away
We know what they're all going to say
"G" arrives, funny, had a feeling he was on his way
We raise our hats to the strange phenomena.
Soul-birds of a feather flock together.