Ghost Of A Chance - Primitive Radio Gods

Sister Soul came to see me

And she made no demands

On the air, Sunday’s midnight

Sister Soul understands

Pull the shades, let it rain all day

Radio station plays Mr. John Coltrain’s favorite things

Lady Day, she sings

That I don’t stand the ghost of a chance with you

Beautiful stranger

Now its just me and you

Brush the dust off the needle

Put it deep in the groove

Pull the shades, let it rain all day

Radio station plays Mr. Miles Davis, kind of blue

And I know that it’s true

That I don’t stand the ghost of a chance with you

Cold and grey, it’s gonna rain all day

Sara Vaughn lingers on, but the black coffee it gone and I

Hate to say goodbye

But I don’t stand the ghost of a chance with you, now…