Think Zinc - T. Rex

People passing by, all through the night

They use my senses in strange ways

She knows just what you are, like a fading star

And she uses my senses in strange ways *

You’ve got to think zinc

Think a, think a

Think a, think a

Think a, think a

Ooh **

You’ve got to think zinc

Think a, think zinc

Think a, think zinc

Zinc, zinc

Ooh **

People passing by, all through the night

They use my numbers in strange ways

Over the telephone, you should hear them groan

I crossed his wires in strange ways *

All my favourite people child, you gotta think zinc

All my favourite people child, you gotta think zinc

Oh hmm hmm

Think zinc, think zinc baby

Think zinc, think zinc baby