Weeping like a fountain

Over the days that I'm not countin'

And all that's lost is the baby face that I once knew

The music that I hear

Keeps dancing in my ear

The laughter's so soft, I see a patch of blue and it's you

Whoa, she's just a queen style lover

And I know she'll be under cover with me

Start up the count of the very first one

Dear Joy will come up the path under the sun

Butterfinger drippin' onto my shoe

Dear Joy will come and take away all of these blues

But on the other side of town

Where she sleeps but she's not around

She hears me call, she lifts her head and she cries

Dear Joy has respect, she has all respect

Dear Joy, it's me and I'll call you

She has everything that a love could bring

Dear Joy, it's me and I'll call you

Whoa, what is this summer's day? (Whoa, what is this summer's day?)

How could it be some fun? (How could it be some fun?)

And what if it's rainy, baby?

Could I stay?

But on the other side of town

Where she sleeps but she's not around

She hears me call, she lifts her head and she cries

Yeah, yeah

Oh, you're just a king style lover

And I know you'll be under cover with me

Start up the count of the very first one

Dear Joy will come up the path under the sun

Butterfinger drippin' onto my shoe

Dear Joy will come and take away all of these blues