I've lost him but I don't know how. He's going with another now. He'll be at the party on Friday night. I'd go there myself, but it wouldn't be right.
We started something, gonna get together. Every man and woman, boy and girl. Loving one another, all sisters and the brothers. Loving one another 'round the world.
I recall just walking down the street. Trying to escape the city heat. I saw her from the corner of my eye, eye, eye. Yes, she looked so good, I thought I'd die.
Some beat me like a drum. Some stroke me like a guitar. Some shake me like a tambourine. Some beat me into the wall. . In the song of my life. Baby, you're the violin.