It was one of a list of really wise things I've done in the course of my career. Frank handed the production chores over to Ian Undenwood, the multi-instrumental Berklee graduate who was one of the two music readers in the Mothers at that time. Underwood brought very little enthusiasm to the project. Otherwise, it's just Sandy and her indifferently-tuned piano. Very much a product of their times her songs are an amorphous combination of tempo and inspiration.
None relies upon a consistent tempo.
Each runs the full gamut of earnest emotions and quite often her strident vocals render her lyrics indecipherable. It was a psychedelic love song. It was about wanting a guy to take an acid trip with men and he wouldn't. And wanting him to commit himself in love and he wouldn't. And saying that after consuming all these things, why it was back to Go anyway.