Get ready for love, him Get ready tot love, him Get ready-ready for love, get
Well, most of all nothing much ever really And god rides up in the ordinary sky, yeah we find ourselves at our most distracted And the that was promised creeps quietly by
Calling boy and girl Calling all the world Calling every boy and all around the world
Get for love, praise him Get for love, praise him
The mighty wave hankies from their high-windowed palace Sending grief and joy in supportable doses And we search high and low without or malice the gate to the kingdom swings, shut and closes
Calling every boy and Calling all the world Calling boy and girl Calling all the world
him till you've forgotten What you're praising him Praise him till forgotten you're praising him for? Then him a little bit more Yeah, praise him a bit more
Yeah, praise him till forgotten you're praising him for? Praise him till forgotten What praising him for? Praise him a little bit Yeah, him a little bit more
Get for love, praise him Get ready for love, get
I searched the seven seas and I've looked the carpet And browsed through the brochures that govern the Then I was just hanging around, nothing And looked up to see his face burned in the retina of eyes
Calling every boy and Calling all the world Calling boy and girl all around the world
Hey, get for love, yeah, praise him Yeah, getting ready for love, him