With apologies to Marvin Gaye:
Don’tcha know that I heard it through the grapevine
Not much longer would you be mine
Oh, I heard it through the grapevine
Oh, I’m just about to lose my mind
Honey, honey, yeah
(I heard it through the grapevine)
(Not much longer would you be mine baby, ooh)
Hale sounds good so far.