Man I drove down to Ghent in my underwear
I went looking for some new
funny clothes to wear
Was feeling strange
I'd say a little deranged

So I walk on in this funky place
Just to see what kinda groove
That I could trace
I saw her face
And her elegant taste

Listen
Dancing to a disco was the bananaqueen
Thoroughly surrounded by her royal
bananaking
I was mazed
She put a smile on my face

She said:
Hey man
You shouldn't be worried
About the good nor the bad 
or all them stories
Just slowly point your life
In the right direction
And live it up the the max of true satisfaction


Hey
My life is OK

I said:
Hey
My life is OK

I said:
Hey
My life is OK

I said:
Hey
My life is OK

Maybe she was French
Maybe African or German
But it did not really matter to the people
That were turning
To the left to the right
The way they moved was out of sight
Man I had to get busy giving everything
Everything
Oh man just give me everything everything

Listen
She had an afroceltic fire and a philosophic thrill
She had the muscles of a giant
With a delicate skill
She had the softness of a mama
And the kindness of a granny
She was yelling like Brown James Joyce
Donkey Daddy

Now you may think this queen
Was some doctrinial fool
Or like a monkey
Doing tricks around a touristic crew
I'd say man
This here character was nothing like that
I think the forces of this planet
all were bound in this cat

I said:
Hey
My life is OK