If I remember right her name was Betty
We were gradutatin' seniors, goin' steady
I was hesitant to wed, but she was ready
For Holy matrimony, 'til one night walkin' home
She stopped off at the Strike & Spare Diner
And lost her heart to a transfer-truck driver
They had a rollin' honeymoon to Carolina
I spent the whole summer cussin' them
But, lookin' back, it must've been.
Divine intervention, that got (her/my) attention
It wasn't superstition or woman's intuition
I've ruled out random chance, destiny or circumstance
Biology, astrology, it wasn't numerology
Karma, Zeus, or Zen blowin' in the wind
The only ying-yang, galdang thing it coulda been
Was divine intervention, divine intervention.
After six or seven years of near misses
Empty promises and half-hearted kisses
I met up lip to lip with my misses
She was walkin' through the park
I said, "Lord, there goes my heart."
Divine intervention, that got (her/my) attention
It wasn't superstition or woman's intuition
I've ruled out random chance, destiny or circumstance
Biology, astrology, it wasn't numerology
Karma, Zeus, or Zen blowin' in the wind
The only ying-yang, galdang thing it coulda been
Was divine intervention, divine intervention.
Divine intervention, that got (her/my) attention
It wasn't superstition or woman's intuition
I've ruled out random chance, destiny or circumstance
Biology, astrology, it wasn't numerology
Karma, Zeus, or Zen blowin' in the wind
The only ying-yang, galdang thing it coulda been
Was divine intervention, divine intervention...