“Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely, sipping tea in the bar by the roadside. Just relax, just relax. Don’t you let those other boys fools you. Gotta love that afro hair-do.”

“Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song. You go ahead, let your hair down. Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams. Just go ahead, let your hair down.”