Riding on any wave, that is the luck you crave

They don't believe it now, they just think it's stupid

So got anything? Anyone could have done

Who would've cared at all? Not you

Another heart has made the trade

Forget it, forget it, forget it

I don't understand how a heart is a spade

But somehow, the vital connection is made

Riding on anything, anything's good enough

Who would've thought it of someone like you?

Just as they brought me 'round, now that they brought you down

Roundabout and roundabout, who wants a life anyway?

Another heart has made the grade

Forget it, forget it, forget it