Testo Ghost Of A Chance Primitive Radio Gods
Sister Soul came to see me, and she made no amends
On the air, Sundayâs midnight, Sister Soul understands
Pull the shades, let it rain all day
Radio station plays Mr. John Coltraneâs Favourite Things
Lady âDay she sings
That I donât stand the ghost of a chance with you
Beautiful stranger, now itâs just me and you
Brush the dust off the needle, put it deep in the groove
Pull the shades, let it rain all day
Radio station plays Mr. Miles Davisâ kind of Blue
And I know itâs true
That I donât stand the ghost of a chance with you
Cold and gray, itâs gonna rain all day
Sarah Vaughan lingers on, but the black coffeeâs gone
And I hate to say goodbye
But I donât stand the ghost of a chance with you now
With you now...with you now...with you now...