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If I remember right, her name was Betty We were graduatinâ, seniors goinâ steady I was hesitant to wed but she was ready For holy matrimony Till one night walkinâ home She stopped off at the Strike and Spare Diner And lost her heart to a transfer truck driver They had a rollinâ honeymoon to Carolina I spent the whole summer cussinâ him But lookinâ back musta been Divine intervention that got her attention It wasnât superstition or womanâs intuition Iâve ruled out random chance Destiny, circumstance, biology, astrology It wasnât numerology, karma, Zeus or zen Blowinâ in the wind The only Ying Yang Golâ Dang Thing it could have been Was divine intervention, yeah Divine intervention After six or seven years of near misses Empty promises and half-hearted kisses I met up lip to lip with my Mrs. She was walkinâ through the park I said, "Lord here goes my heart" It was divine intervention that got her attention It wasnât superstition or womanâs intuition Iâve ruled out random chance Destiny, circumstance, biology, astrology It wasnât numerology, karma, Zeus or zen Blowinâ in the wind The only Ying Yang Golâ Dang Thing it could have been Was divine intervention, yeah Divine intervention Divine intervention that got her attention It wasnât superstition or womanâs intuition Iâve ruled out random chance Destiny, circumstance, biology, astrology It wasnât numerology, karma, Zeus or zen Blowinâ in the wind The only Ying Yang Golâ Dang Thing it could have been Was divine intervention, yeah Divine intervention Divine intervention, yeah Divine intervention |