And now, something we didn’t have before: a nice little pop song, 60’s style. Oh the innocence!
(Yes, this kinda stuff used to be called pop music. This was the age of slowly growing your hair, right before the age of really long hair, which was right before our current age of cutting your hair to look real nice)
There’s some kinks & some small faces of beetles & other animals that dwell in the caves, under some stones… You know…
Imho, CALL HER TELLER is a proper title for this kinds song. It doesn’t really say anything, only implies that there are feelings, which may result in holding hands.