Let's get it on, yeah, y'all can come along

I see the colors of the world they're rearranging

Oh my talking bird

You got in so late

Back to the street where we began

All I need is a little love in my life

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line

Put on your war plaint

Just shoot for the stars if it feels right

She asked me, "Son, when I grow old, will you buy me a house of gold?