OK.

It sounds like you need help

Like you need a new belt.

It sounds like the weather will

Be nice tomorrow, And no rain.

It sounds like you need to get over her

Or she will rule your brain, forever.

It sounds like you need to just forget about the past

And have yourself a blast with the future.

Don’t dream of what you could have had. That

will only bring you down to the doors of Hell.

Just sit tight and don’t forget that Mike is here.

All your worries will float above the Black Sea.

And your mother, she’s on the side lines waving

and smiling. So don’t stop the funk, keep on

moving. When life gives you lemons make 

some beef stew.