sung by Jim. Fall to her call on a Saturday night. She's got the hip dippin' trick. Of all time done right. She's got her lips sticking tight. To her find tonight. She's keeping time keeping time. With the mystery rhyme. And she's crazy to want me to taunt me. Deep on the scene she is waiting for me. Like a sin scraping skin. She is screaming for me. Hope in hope in the sky she is talking to me. She's keeping time keeping time. With the image of me. It's her way of saying a prayer for me. It's her way of talking to God for me. It's her way of talking to jesus christ. It's her way of talking to jesus.