When i work all day

Just the way i like it

Sing a song with a subtle hand

When i need to spike it

And i'm living all right

And i'm doing ok

Had a lover who was made of sand

And the wind blew him away



But i've got a good idea..



Don't need to be right

Don't need to be wrong

Been torn with a subtle hand

That's why i sing this song

It's a rolling ride, oh yeah

That look in your eyes, oh no

Hold me with another hand

It'll be all right