When the day is Dawning. Who's the radio. Who's the hand in your hand. Who's the one who knows. When you're on the ropes. She's the one you can lean on. And I really don't know why I feel so good. But it's happening to me so I knock on wood. Who can call you darling. Who can make you stand. Who's got all the answers. When things get out of hand. Who's got all the moves. She's the queen of them all. And I really don't know why I feel so good. But it's happening to me so I knock on wood. She's the queen of them all. She's the queen of them all. Walkin' proud with her colors showing. She's the queen of them all. When the sun is setting. Who will hold your hand. Who is always there for you. Who can understand. She's got all the moves. She's the queen of them all. And I really don't know why I feel so good. But it's happening to me so I knock on wood. And I really don't know why I feel so good. But it's happening to me so I knock on wood. . .