I know you see Mars in the sky tonight
I know you can see Venus rising and veering off to the right
But can you see that young star overhead?
It's the one that designed my undoing

I know that in California the waves break on the beach
And I know that the foam on the breaking waves is as white as household bleach
But do you see that particular white right now?
It's the color of the young [bad word] on down

I got joy, joy, joy in my soul tonight
I got joy, joy, joy in my arms alright
Although you treat me badly, I love you madly
You really got a hold on me, you really got a hold on me