Well, let me tell you something, let me tell you soThis could be the one thing that you really need to knowYou gotta stop once in a while and shake off that face of yoursCos nothing comes easy or it just comes freeYou could sing it better if you sang it for me, your sisterWell, I cannot claim this advice, it's my ownI learned it in the gutter one night crawling homeShe said, don't you look ridiculous, I checked her out meticulouslyI don't wanna stop to argue but my teeth were brokeI said, I'd love to contradict you but my life's a joke, oh sisterShe said, I'm no genius, I've lost myselfThe books are on the table and the secrets on the shelfAnd it's a one-time, keep it slow, wind them up and here we goCan't arrive today and you may still be here tomorrowSome say she was saintly, to some she was a swingerMe, I only knew her as an acid jazz singer, come onWell, I'm a lucky man and maybe so is sheAnd maybe this is just the way it has to beIt's all based on speculation, seems a crazy occupation to meAnd though I didn't much believe her, I was bound to callI really didn't wanna miss a single thing of all our sisterShe said, I'm no genius, I've lost myselfThe books are on the table and the secrets on the shelfAnd it's a one-time, keep it slow, wind them up and here we goCan't arrive today and you may still be here tomorrowSome say she was saintly, to some she was a swingerMe, I only knew her as an acid jazz singer, come onShe said, I'm no genius, I've lost myselfThe books are on the table and the secrets on the shelfAnd it's a one-time, keep it slow, wind them up and here we goCan't arrive today and you may still be here tomorrowSome say she was saintly, to some she was a swingerMe, I only knew her as an acid jazz singerI haven't seen her lately, might I have to ring herPut your hands together for the acid jazz singer, come onCome on, come on, come onLa-la-la-la-ohCome on, come on, come onLa-la-la-la-oh