She was standing on the corner
She is dressed in all yellow
and she was calling my name.

If it wasn't for the traffic
I probably would have passed it
What a crying shame.

-She's electric and full of terror
-With that long brown hair
-Don't you know she's gasoline

Walking backwards like a mirror
Looking past you mamma
You should've seen my face

Big Steps, I was singing
I heard wedding bells ringing.
I ruled by her say

-She's electric and full of terror
-In long brown hair
-Don't you know she's gasoline

This is out of my recordings that are ill prepared and probably ill welcomed to your ears. and pretty much whispered.