Smooth Steve: You're listening to the sweet jams of Jazz 87.5, where bring you the melodic tunes is on us. So sit back, sip your java, and get ready for some mellow listenin'.
I look up into the night sky
think to be myself in mid-July
Smooth Steve, you make eveything Ok.
I look up at the oak trees
and get lost in a cool spring breeze
Smooth Steve, you turn my winter into May.
You turn my winter into May.
Smooth Steve: Hey, you're caller 25 on Jazz 87.5. Why, it's all in a day's word to deliver the sweet stuff you can listen to all day. Don't stop listenin', we've got another one comin' up from those boys known as ABE...
I jump into the burning lake
as I feel the Earth start to quake
Smooth Steve, you make everything all right.
Sipping coffee in the falling snow
listening to you on the radio
Smooth Steve, you make my day from night.
You turn my dark to light.
