Originally meant as an old-timey number, like one you'd play sitting on a front porch drinking sarsaparilla; the day hot. But in that the song felt inconsequential, the message lost in tedium and a clock-like wait. Hence the loping synthesizer bass, and the gallop of the one-two beat's back rhythm. And whoever 'Daphne' is, she gets a lot of warning here about 'the boy.' No, not by band mate's fey, lovesick 'boy' of song, but the kind of boy-child I once was.