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