[Spoken Intro - Deep, soulful spoken word] They say today the Force is with us, my love, but I’d trade every Jedi in the galaxy just for one sweet moment of charging with your power port. [Music Starts - Slow, weeping acoustic blues guitar] [Verse 1] (A) The protocol droids are weeping 'cause their golden plating's scratched. (A) The protocol droids are weeping 'cause their golden plating's scratched. (B) I’m begging for a Docking, but your circuits stay unlatched. [Verse 2] (A) The Wookiee is howling 'cause his bowcaster lost its spark. (A) The Wookiee is howling 'cause his bowcaster lost its spark. (B) I’m waiting for our charging, floating out here in the dark. [Chorus - Heavy, soulful wailing] Oh, the fans are swinging sabers made of plastic and of light! The astromechs are glitching in the middle of the night! I’ve got the midi-chlorians, but my battery is drained! Come on and give me that Resonant Energy Exchange, and take away my pain! [Guitar Solo - Bending strings, slow and painful] [Verse 3] (A) The Falcon is a junker, flying through a copper lung. (A) The Falcon is a junker, flying through a copper lung. (B) You’re waiting for The Transfer, and my buckle is unstrung. [Outro - Fading out, slow tempo] May the Fourth be with you, babe... now let's get to the Juicing.
